[00:18.13]I was born in the summer of Sam
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[00:21.69]Smaller and sooner than planned
[00:23.70]
[00:26.32]In the spitting image of a man
[00:28.74]
[00:29.55]Raised by wolves on the fat of the land
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[00:34.53]Clear of romance beauty and damned
[00:37.29]
[00:38.10]Tomorrow will come if she can
[00:40.47]
[00:42.74]Just want a woman who can walk on a wire
[00:45.61]
[00:46.18]With a trembling glass in her hand
[00:48.03]
[00:51.04]Over the hilltops the fire engine rolls
[00:53.19]
[00:55.09]Down the valley deeper still it goes
[00:57.97]
[00:58.60]Got my weapons out laying low
[01:01.50]
[01:02.75]On this end of the telescope
[01:04.47]
[01:15.65]Alone you ramble the whole of the world
[01:18.08]
[01:19.13]Through black water jungles for bliss
[01:21.34]
[01:23.77]It's feast or famine you eat what you kill
[01:27.05]There's no need to bring God in to this
[01:29.53]
[01:31.91]My heart is heavy and pressed to the bond
[01:34.47]
[01:35.56]Some people too heavy to hold
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[01:40.28]Salutations take me as I am
[01:42.61]
[01:43.37]You can have me or leave me alone
[01:45.58]
[01:48.46]Sun kissed lemons in the graveyard below
[01:51.01]
[01:52.32]Here in death you see new adventures grow
[01:54.95]
[01:55.76]I see you at last but most a ghost
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[01:59.85]On this end of the telescope
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[02:13.05]This will not be easy
[02:15.48]
[02:16.98]Word's out the doctor is not coming in
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[02:21.24]This genie's too angry to go back
[02:25.34]
[02:26.61]Into the bottle again
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[02:47.33]Closer than ever covered in birds
[02:50.05]
[02:50.70]A bone colored moon fills the west
[02:53.16]
[02:55.23]Throats will be slashed and flags will unfurl
[02:57.90]
[02:58.60]As time will divide us in gangs
[03:01.06]
[03:03.31]Years of progress digging the sand
[03:05.75]
[03:06.76]Companions we made didn't last
[03:08.63]
[03:11.40]Lousy lovers do well with their hands
[03:14.53]But I'll reach you like nobody can
[03:16.70]
[03:19.47]Slow and easy you let your paddle go
[03:22.06]
[03:23.44]Down a the bottom there is more hell to row
[03:26.23]
[03:26.87]I see clear at last I love I loathe
[03:30.05]
[03:30.93]On this end of the telescope