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Thought I was laying in the gutter in Milk cartons and bones But I was standing on a mountain top Looking over your homes Thought I was laying in my garden with My hands deep in soil But I was there on an island Shooting flares at you both Thought I was soothing like a violin Confessing new rain But I was piping like a trumpet Frantic but faint Thought I was built like a building |
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