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So the chemistry's set |
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And I'm not the saddest cheerleader to forget the American word |
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For the gang in the head |
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That dwindles to no members when |
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The mystery's met |
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The sky looks threatened, heading home in the dust |
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Singing, "Life is for getting |
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Good enough for the frivolous" |
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One thing I remember is |
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This tear on your bare shoulder |
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This little silver boulder |
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This slowly falling star |
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We're rolling, so what |
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Never getting older, where the moon-shocked curtains part |
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At the start of enough |
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A tear dropped in a vaccination scar |
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I'll tell you if I'm able |
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That is, I'll tell you like it is |
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It went down like a bad card table |
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Like the Tacoma Narrows Bridge |
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Like the Tacoma Narrows Bridge |
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Swimming on a bit |
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Stop and treading water as the sun assimilated the words |
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For lighthouse fire |
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Burning down to embers' end |
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The mystery met |
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The sky just-reddened, heading home under dusk |
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Is life just forgetting |
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Another word for frivilous |
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And little silver boulders |
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And silence from Mars |
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For the heart of enough |
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For a tear dropped in a vaccination scar |
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Wherever you are |
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Scar |
