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I know he called me yesterday to |
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say all the things that he wants to |
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say He walks he talks, he reads my |
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thoughts and he's real when the sun distorts. |
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He spend the weekend half asleep |
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and dream where the sleep is deepest. We |
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walk we talk, reveal our thoughts and |
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we reel when the circuit shorts |
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Is this all that we need ? I don't know. |
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Is this all that we see ? I don't know. |
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Nevermore is just a while and far away |
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is a thousand miles. Years are light |
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but dark the night and everybody's |
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saying it'll be alright. |
