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The wintergreen, the
The cornflower and the
All the you said to me
Still in the air
The elm, the ash and the tree
The and deep, enchanted sea
The trembling moon and the unfurled
There she goes, my world

There she goes, my world
There she goes, my world
There she goes, my beautiful
There she goes

John penned his poetry
with the pox
Nabakov on index cards,
at a lectem, in his
St. John of the did his best stuff
in a box
And was half alive
when he Chinese Rocks

Well, me, I'm lying here, with in my ears
Me, I'm lying here, nothing in my ears
Me, I'm lying here, for what seems
I'm just lying on my bed nothing in my head

Send that on down to me
Send stuff on down to me
Send that on down to me
that stuff on down to me

There she goes, my beautiful
There she goes, my world
There she goes, my world
she goes again

Karl Marx squeezed his
while Das Kapital
And Gaugin, he off, man,
and went all
While Philip Larkin it out
in a library in
And Dylan Thomas drunk in
St. Vincent's

I will kneel at feet
I will lie at your
I rock you to sleep
I will on the floor
And I'll ask for
in this life
I'll ask for
me ever-lasting life

I want to move the world
I just want to the world
I just want to move the
I just want to

There she goes, my beautiful
she goes, my beautiful world
There she goes, my beautiful
There she again

So if you got a trumpet, get on feet,
brother, and it
If got a field, that don't yield,
get up and hoe it
I look at you and you at me and
deep in our hearts it
you weren't much of a muse,
but then I weren't much of a

I will be your
I will peel you
Up on your
your ivory and apes
With your of ideas
your alchemy
O on
Send stuff on down to me

Send stuff on down to me
Send stuff on down to me
Send that on down to me
Send that on down to me
Send it all the world
here she comes, my beautiful girl

There she goes, my beautiful
There she goes, my world
she goes, my beautiful world
There she again