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That means no where I come from |
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I am cold out waiting for the day to come |
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I chew my lips, and I scratch my nose |
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Feels so good to be a rose |
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Oh don't, don't you lift me up |
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Like I'm that shy, no no no no no |
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Just give it up |
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There are bats all dissolving in a row |
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Into the wishy-washy dark that cannot let go |
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And I cannot let go |
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So I thank the lord |
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And I thank his sword |
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Though it be mincing up the morning, slightly bored |
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O, morning without warning like a hole |
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And I watch you go |
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There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road |
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There are some dragons who were built to have and hold |
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And some machines are dropped from great heights lovingly |
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And some great bellies ache with many bumblebees |
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(and they sting so terribly) |
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I do as I please |
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Now I'm on my knees |
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Your skin is something that I stir into my tea |
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And I am watching you |
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And you are starry, starry, starry |
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And I'm tumbling down, and I check a frown |
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It's why I love this town |
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Well, just look around |
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Just see me serenaded hourly and celebrated sourly |
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And dedicated dourly; waltzing with the open sea |
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Clam, crab, cockle, cowrie |
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Will you just look at me? |
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