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Paolo |
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where have you gone |
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Have the spirits found you |
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You were one of their own |
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Paolo |
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you could see him |
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the man in the hat |
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brown, with a wide brim |
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always standing there |
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watching by the door |
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I think you always knew what he was waiting for |
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Paolo |
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Understanding my heart was true |
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with the lenses of contact you could see through |
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You could tell me what I should do |
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Paolo |
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I've seen evil |
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It's worn me down |
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and I would have made games if you'd been around |
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In the darkness where you are now |
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Paolo |
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you loved Godard |
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black holes and light years |
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absintho and cards |
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Paolo |
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Fragile but sure |
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Hot strains of genius you couldn't endure |
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And when visions burned equations in your mind |
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you'd drown your reckoning in cigarettes and wine |
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Oh but ... |
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Paolo |
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Understanding my heart was true |
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with the lenses of contact you could see through |
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You could tell me what I should do |
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Paolo |
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I've seen evil |
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It's worn me down |
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and I would have made games if you'd been around |
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In the darkness where you are now |
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Paolo |
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wherever you are |
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say a prayer for me |
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I've been dancing with |
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monsters perilously |
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Some so subtle, only you'd see |
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Paolo |
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I've seen evil |
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It's worn me down |
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and I would have made games if you'd been around |
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In the darkness where you are now |
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In my darkness where you are now |
