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I had a hand me down ride painted rattle can red Second hand tires with poor boy tread Made a lot of almost love in the bed of that Truck that got stuck a lot Just letter jacket boys singing Jerry Je
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You're too far away for me to run to A million galaxies live within you Why can't I cry my way to your dimension Or a new dimension not only out of sight and sound but of mind I'm amazed by night's ne
You're too far away for me to run to A million galaxies live within you Why can't I cry my way to your dimension Or a new dimension not only out of sight and sound but of mind I'm amazed by night's ne
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Little parcels of the past Are spinning down towards The gyre And a sinuous truth unvoiced Is stretching up forever Higher Leaves of places, Leaves of friends Are blowing in the wind and Falling But m
Little parcels of the past Are spinning down towards The gyre And a sinuous truth unvoiced Is stretching up forever Higher Leaves of places, Leaves of friends Are blowing in the wind and Falling But m