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Broken bicycles, old busted chains
With rusted handle bars, out in the rain
Somebody must have an orphanage for
All these things that nobody wants any more
Septembers reminding July
Its time to be saying goodbye
Summer is gone, but our love will remain
Like old broken bicycles out in the rain

Broken bicycles, dont tell my folks
ThereÕs all those playing cards pinned to the spokes
Laid down like skeletons out on the lawn
The wheels wont turn when the other has gone
The seasons can turn on a dime
Somehow I forget every time
For all the things that youve given me will always stay
Broken, but Ill never throw them away