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this cabin i was looking all around, looking for my muse, she was elusive, and left only scent of perfume, but rocking in this chair, the poets come together to offer the clue, and lo she lives around me in the timbers and the moon, and the land and the music and the harvest will be soon... |
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hello hello hello can you give me some more of that sweet sweet sadness? |
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how long how long how long 'til the mystery is poured? |
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maybe 'morrow we'll be sunning with the lord. |
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this cabin i was looking all around, looking for my muse i found, the walls are merely waiting for the mood that I'm creating while nobody's in the room, yet the history feels like something, and i swear that i heard something, but it's just my imagination, it's just my imagination... |
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hello hello hello can you give me some more of that sweet sweet sadness? |
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how long how long how long 'til the mystery is poured? |
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maybe 'morrow I'll be |
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overweighing, compensating, 1,2,3,4 walls i can't bear! |
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the praying gods are waiting for your praise and for your heavy hand to let them in! |
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oh oh oh oho ohooo9999...... |
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hello hello hello can you give me some more of that sweet sweet sadness? |
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how long how long how long 'til the mystery is poured? |
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maybe 'morrow I'll be sunning with the (lord), |
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'morrow I'll be sunning with the (lord), |
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'morrow I'll be sunning with the lord, the lord.... |
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hello hello hello can you give me some more of that sweet sweet sadness? |
