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Just me, and this boy of mine |
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Underneath a sheltering sky, by a railway line |
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Waiting for the wood to catch, |
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The damp twigs |
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The last match |
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Evening, passing time |
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Waiting for the moment |
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Waiting for a sign |
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Boy's up close, pressed against my side |
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Daze of rippling water, glimmering with light |
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Stars up in the stillness, |
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to the quiet, to the night |
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Howl of the wind, cry of the train |
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Inky black ball |
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writes the story again |
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Just me, and this boy of mine |
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Just me, and this boy of mine |
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Just me, and this boy of mine |
