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Are we to speak, day of the week
words at the bar
Beauty blue eyes, my order of
Long island and wine
Beloved of John, I get it all
I read you for kind of poem
Covered in lines, the I find
Have no life of their own?

So can we sweetly
the mystery ends?
I am a man a heart that offends
its lonely and greedy demands
There's only a shadow of me in a manner of speaking I'm

Such a waste, your face
carpet arise
Go your gem, your white feathered friend
Icarus, to the sun
If history of two baby teeth
I'm the hills blue and red
They said beware, hear my prayer
I've wasted my on your head

So can we be friends,
the mystery ends?
I you more than the world can contain
In its and ramshackle head
There's only a shadow of me in a manner of speaking I'm

I'm holding my
My tongue on chest
can be said of my heart?
If speaks, the kiss on my cheek
Where there remains but a
my John, so I'll carry on
Counting my cards to one
And when I am dead, come my bed
My is bright in the sun

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