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olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
há tręs maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
glass-blower do tempo
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
para trás, gire para trás

 



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