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well, i got your invitation |
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but it never crossed my mind |
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your casual obliteration |
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would cross the line |
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on a rainy day highway |
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and the melancholy got on |
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i got the most nostalgic feeling |
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i'm gonna head right by on |
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we're out of time |
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on down the line |
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just get behind |
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we're all out of time |
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the perennial fatigue |
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of the times |
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when you're long in the teeth |
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short in the sleeve |
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there's nowhere left to hide |
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and the raindrops fall safely |
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along with the tears |
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another cool heart of the lonely |
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in the cool, secluded clear |
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we're out of time |
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on down the line |
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just get behind |
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we're all out of time |
