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I flew from your presence |
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Still lost in the forelocks of lions |
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I was digging the way |
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That you brushed out the night from your eyes |
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Roxanne, she rocked gently before the show |
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Swallowed my sunshine |
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And with a wave of her fingers |
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Said she's guessed a number of things |
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New era, we chased it, we're patient |
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Those city girls split from the stairs |
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With the universe ringing, and some of us singing |
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Who cares? |
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This staircase was burning, we turned to stare |
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Turning that phrase around |
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"Please just release sirens |
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Don't silence the low hum of love" |
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And Lucy rocked loosely |
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Returned the last book that she checked out, called |
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"A Cloud That Returned to Cloud Heaven Is Clouding My Mind" |
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New era, I waited for new things |
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We're older and starting to feel |
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If we can all hold her |
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The things that we told her are real |