Author: maxvol777
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Broken Bicycles Broken bicycles, old busted chains Rusted handlebars, out in the rain Somebody must have an orphanage for All these things that nobody wants anymore September's reminding July It's time to be saying goodbye Summer is gone, our love will remain Like old broken bicycles out in the rain Junk Motorcars, handlebars Bicycles for two Broken-hearted jubilee Parachutes, army boots Sleeping bags for two Sentimental jamboree "Buy! Buy!" says the sign in the shop window "Why? Why?" says the junk in the yard Broken Bicycles Broken bicycles, don't tell my folks 'Cos all those playing cards pinned to the spokes Laid out like skeletons out on the lawn The wheels won't turn when the other half's gone Seasons can turn on a dime Somehow I forget every time For the things that you've given me Will always stay They're broken But I'll never throw them away