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[ti:holes] |
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[ar:Mercury Rev] |
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Time,all the long red lines,that take |
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Control,of all th smokelike streams that flow into yr |
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Dreams,that big blue open sea,that can't be |
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Crossed,that can't be climbed,just born |
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Between,oh th'two white lines,distant gods an'faded |
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Signs,of all those blinking lites,you had t'pick the one |
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tonite... |
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Holes,dug by little moles,angry jealous |
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Spies,got telephones for eyes,come t'you as |
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Friends,all those endless ends,that can't be |
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Tied,oh they make me laugh,an'always make me |
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Cry,til they drop like flies,an'sink like polished |
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Stones,of all th'stones i throw,how does that ol'song go |
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how does that ol'song go... |
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Bands,those funny little plans,that never work quite right. |