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Walking home so early |
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I hardly trust my eyes |
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Feel your presence with me |
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I feel your warmth inside |
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One day forwards, backwards |
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I fallInto your arms |
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Find a landing, |
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Guilder Annie |
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Down on easy street |
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Hope she'll get down on the pavement and see things how |
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I see them |
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See things how |
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I see them |
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See things how |
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I see them |
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How I see them |
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Last time |
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I saw Annie, she had laughter she had smiles |
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All my green glass bottles, a wino's cosmic child |
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One day forwards, backwards |
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I fallInto your arms |
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Find a landing, |
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Guilder Annie |
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Down on easy street |
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Hope she'll get down on the pavement and see things how |
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I see them |
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See things how |
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I see them |
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See things how |
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I see them |
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How I see them |
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And the Children |
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Mourn(bought you a cane, from an old field, brought you cane that I found for you) |
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No Longer, standing high above us (bought you a cane, from an old field, brought you cane that I found for you) |
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All day long they can |
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Walking home so early |
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I hardly trust my eyes |
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Feel your presence with me |
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I feel your warmth inside |
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One day forwards, backwards |
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I fallInto your arms |
