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Well if I ever see the morning just like a lizard in the |
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Spring I'm gonna run out in the meadow to catch the silence where it sings. |
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I'm gonna force the |
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Serengeti to disappear into my eyes and when |
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I hear your voices calling |
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I'm gonna turn just inside out. |
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Well if I ever get to slumber just like a mole deep in the ground hell, |
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I won't be found. |
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Deep in the dust forgot and gathered |
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I'll grow a diamond in my chest. |
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I make reflections as the moon shine turn to a villain as |
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I rest. Well if |
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I ever get to slumber just like a mole deep in the ground hell, |
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I won't be found. |
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I know there is a hollow |
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I need to fill it with a draft of all the words that |
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I won't say. |
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And with a quiet whisper |
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I send a curse upon the day that never used the |
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Sun to see the light. |
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I'm gonna float up in the ceiling |
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I built a levee of the stars and in my field of tired horses |
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I built a freeway through this farce. |
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Well if I ever get that slumber |
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I'll be that mole deep in the ground and |
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I won't be found. |
