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[ti:Hummingbird] |
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[ar:Wilco] |
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[al:The Complete Studio Albums] |
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His goal in life was to be an echo |
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Riding alone town after town toll after toll |
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A fixed bayonet through the great southwest to forget her |
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She appears in his dreams |
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But in his car and in his arms |
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A dream can mean anything |
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A cheap sunset on a television set can upset her |
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But he never could |
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Remember to remember me |
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Standing still in your past |
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Floating fast like a hummingbird |
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His goal in life was to be an echo |
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The type of sound that floats around and then back down |
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Like a feather |
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But in the deep chrome canyons of the loudest Manhattans |
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No one could hear him |
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Or anything |
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So he slept on a mountain |
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In a sleeping bag underneath the stars |
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He would lie awake and count them |
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And the gray fountain spray of the great milky way |
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Would never let him |
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Die alone |
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Remember to remember me |
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Standing still in your past |
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Floating fast like a hummingbird |
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Remember to remember me |
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Standing still in your past |
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Floating fast like a hummingbird |
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A hummingbird |
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A hummingbird |
