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This she did in for us to see
She came in here too to do the show
Between the trains and
Broken glass and hub caps
of a gun

Row house, row house, through
Let the city rise up to fill the
Clothes out of closets, doorknobs falling off
The guitar guy played real good
And sounding riffs

With his mannered look on, yeah he was truly hip
The girl out in red patent leather
Very I'm in a band, knee pads
We her fall over and lay down
Shouting the poetic truths of school journal keepers

Row house, row house, pass
Let the rise up
Twister, buster, hospital bed
see you, see you
See you on the

Now we're told so merge ideas, of forms and freedom
Miss seafood, miss cheesecake, a of miss donuts
The edge of a blade pressed to the throat of reflected image
Poised, yet screwed up
Yes sir, yes sir, right up

None of us know, where we're to get to
What sort of where we tryin' to build
Now we're told so merge ideas, of song forms and
Seasons out of life, is out of reach
L..A. is more now, than anywhere I've ever been to
I'm from New York City, it out and let it in

are you now?
When your eyes are closed
Head in a dream, green sailboats
Borrowed and never
Emotions, books, outlooks on

twenty fifteen
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