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Upstairs they have begun to sweep |
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The floors and night begins to speak of |
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Possibilities |
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Silence, promises |
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Cities full of story lines |
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Do I have to sing those rhymes |
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Possibilities |
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Broken promises |
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Take away your easy jokes |
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And leave me with the monkeys |
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I know every place to go but |
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Will not go for pennies |
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Talk to me on every screen |
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Someone's always calling me |
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Is this a movie scene |
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A moving movie scene? |
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My back is turned against the car |
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I drop my keys and kiss the floor |
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Countless are the roads from here |
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But my heart is nowhere |
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Take away your easy jokes |
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And leave me with the monkeys |
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I know every place to go but |
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Will not go for pennies |
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My heart |
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My heart |
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My heart |
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Is nowhere |
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Is nowhere |
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Is nowhere |
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Is nowhere |
