Gazebos

In the summer of 1997, in Dawson City, Yukon, I met a boy. He and I had a summer romance that ended with a truck accident and a mysterious kiss goodbye in the middle of the night. I never saw him again and found out in 2003 that he was in another truck accident. This time, the accident was fatal. This song is the goodbye I never got to say. Lyrics: I brought jam to your tent And we slept there Silent, without promises We were young in '97 And we knew it, and we grew You were young and quiet ...
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