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Sadly, all of our business. Is the business of our dying here at home. And you ought to understand that. For the moment things sounds pretty good that way. . I know nothing of consensus. But I'm
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Oh, Ohio. Seems like a dream to me now. Newspapers in an empty basket. And I know all will show. . I wrote your name. Upon a paper bag. Brown today and green tomorrow. . Green doesn't matter.
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I have stood here in this garden. Where you placed me in the spring. I have held my arms gracefully from my side. . A dog dish and an Afro pick. You laid beside me as a trick. Of compassion that
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The crickets cry tonight. Here comes your girl. The showers fall tonight. It's a rainy world The shivers on the spine. Could be what we had in mind. Remember all the times we said. We could be w
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It's the bad way you feel today. Brush the dog as you walk away. Oh, there it is baby. You know that they feel the same But they wave as you turn away. Got your mind but you. Cannot stay. So bab
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This pencil's got a nice feel to it. It never runs out of lead. And it looks like others in our hands. It writes crazy things instead. . It can make a list or describe a thought. It can draw a l
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But it just looks so cold there from the bottom. Another part of another ritual. Standing in the kitchen, arms are braced against the counter. Swallowing like mercury down the drain And the neighbo
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The gold stereo. Stretches out the sound. Turns the plates until they're rounded. The whole that you know. Gets closer to the ground. Closer to that thing you found For all our massive brains. T
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The shape of the sun ah, pretty ways pretty ways and. Things to come When this day is done you will collapse collapse into. (The funnel of) my arms And as always they're not strong And as always you
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Yeah, there comes a booming sound. It used to come from underground. And now it emanates From a kind of welfare state. Of the soul. Yeah, baby of the soul And of the sweet, sweet soul. Let's be c
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This is my song, don't sing along. It's opinions disarrayed of might are drooped. And like good men, I am disabled. From understanding what we are taught not to condemn. . In the kingdoms of the
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Oh (what's the matter with the boy?). Oh (did he really have to be so sure?) But you're not thinking ride around without a sound. Restless boy in restless town and you commence to. Drinking a bottl
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