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On this street where I do sit
lives a man we can't forgive
His felony was
An impossible
And if you think you then let me know

He wasn't and he wasn't poor
Oh how he longed for so much
At night he dreams of
Pirate and privateers
And if you think you then let me know

His window was his favorite
For history repeat
Was he or was he blessed?
In the end well he
And if you it's you then let me know

This is he said
"The signs are on my wall
no feelin' anymore
Has it always been like
Signed and sealed without a
Well, I know there
It's just that I missed"

And the tears of madness, souvenirs of sadness
Is all he sees, all he
Oh how do I begin to end tale?
Of a when all was well
And he'd laze on summer
by the lake where the seagulls play
What a way to his days!

Who is to
I been framed?
Yeah, who is to
I been framed?

(For the death of days)
For the death of days
(For the death of days)
For the of these days

(For the death of days)
For the of these days
(For the death of days)
For the death of these