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There she goes, the with the thorns
A crowd to which she was
She lost and torn, at times in a war,
Looking for scores

There's a boy, in dismay,
in the doorway,
Thinking of rooms, all pale blue
Are we just walking

Hmmm... It's a youth.

So come all you youth, in truth
your seat on the floor
We out the walls, with our youthful wrongs
But hey, we got those songs

Hmmm... It's a youth.

So hey misanthrope, you joke,
Do the women and go?
Well "fashionable quote" and
all too painfully wrote

Hmmm... a vacant youth

Sons of daughters, daughters of
Those plans we become
A job in defense, for a picket fence
Well, I you well in the end