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We set out in tennis shoes, |
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Ski jackets and driving gloves |
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We crossed lonely fields of snow |
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In early evening, the sky |
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Heather glowed |
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Glowed |
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In a frozen lunar marsh |
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We stumbled on WBBR |
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Substation radio tower |
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Broadcasting big band stars |
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Substation radio tower |
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Broadcasting big band stars |
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We climbed past call letter badge |
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Past the red pulsing warning lights |
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Aerial lights |
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Transmitter I barely attached |
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As it thundercracked like a breaking mast |
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Mast |
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Mast |
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I looked out over the town |
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I wish I had a whale to hunt down |
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I looked out over the sea |
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I wish someone was waiting to bury me |
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Turn on your tractor beam |
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Set your sights for heavenly seams |
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I've started to believe |
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On concrete we scattered our seeds |
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Seed |
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Seed |
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Seed |
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Seed |
