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Pull down the shades, let's the morning
kill the morning, let it die
Well, your flash out a warning
There will be another morning, afternoon and

Fuck long hours with singing
with singing the same song
In the walls, they'll soon be
Let's cash my and drink along

Old times, hello, hey, I've you
Old life, hey now, let me in
you win on every issue
Now, can I you
Don't you care how long it's
It has been so many years, I my yearning
But in bed, it led me through
They only bloom on was burning
And it grew, the grew

And now nothing to consume
It's turned on me in my glass
Where I'll burn, you I'm finished
Think I'm not
Well, go on,

So, me, I'm yours, morning starship
Sparkling line your lights as they lift off the loneliest street corner this clown has yet leaned against
I'll let all these faces fold into me
The warmth from the space lights the sea as the laughingest mouths wetly open, but we set them sighing
We'll take flying

And take this man left almost passed out
Cause we're sure he needs a hand
He he can't stand
And when we him up
He us where this ship will land
But he we know it isn't coming down
He knows we know fly so far
Til finally stars hold him in all
Til he forgets the
Til he forgets the way
Real people are

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