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as sombras colocam ao longo de broadway
fala não bem
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
eu não queimo nenhum incense
era uma oysterman novo alto
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
uma tempestade está montando na maré
eu sou uma mulher
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
sob a lua da colheita

 



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