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Are we to speak, day of the week
Stumbling at the bar
Beauty blue eyes, my of fries
Long island and wine
of John, I get it all wrong
I read you for some of poem
Covered in lines, the I find
Have they no life of their

So can we sweetly
Before the ends?
I am a man with a heart that
With its lonely and greedy
There's only a shadow of me in a of speaking I'm dead

a waste, your beautiful face
Stumbling arise
Go follow your gem, white feathered friend
Icarus, to the sun
If speaks of two baby teeth
I'm the hills blue and red
said beware, Lord hear my prayer
I've my throes on your head

So can we be friends,
Before the mystery
I love you more the world can contain
In its lonely and head
There's a shadow of me in a manner of speaking I'm dead

I'm holding my
My on your chest
What can be said of my
If speaks, the kiss on my cheek
Where there but a mark
Beloved my John, so I'll on
my cards down to one
And when I am dead, come my bed
My fossil is in the sun

So can we contend,
Before my history
Jesus I need you, be near me, come me
fossils that fall on my head
There's only a shadow of me in a of speaking I'm dead