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Swing Lower

	Swing over my great silver chair
	You won't get lost there
	In moments of contemplation
	Where else can you go?
	And who will be there?
	Two blocks from here
	There's a café that's blue
	You'll tell me your stories
	I know they're all true
	Cuz if no one wants to know
	Then no one wants to care
	When no one wants to go much of anywhere

	Swing over my great silver chair
	You won' t get lost there
	In moments of contemplation
	Where else can you go?
	And who will be there?
	Two blocks from here
	There' s a café that' s blue
	You' ll tell me your stories
	I know they' re all true
	Cuz if no one wants to know
	Then no one wants to care
	When no one wants to go much of anywhere