Again and Again

Well the moon is old and wrinkled and the sky is gray
It's judgment day for you and me
And if ever we can figure out just where or when
Then we will love again and again
Again and again
Again and again and again

Well the sky is raining vinegar and angels' tears
A light appears, then disappears
And when all the angels close their eyes and count to ten
Then we'll make love again and again
Again and again
Again and again and again

Well the moon is old and wrinkled and the sky is gray
This is judgment day for you and me
And if ever we can figure out just where or when
Then we will love again and again
Again and again
Again and again and again

Then we will love again and again
Again and again
Again and again and again
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