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In Berlin there is a project |
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Waiting holding |
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wearing apole and |
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tucked and disposed |
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And i wish there were two little dogs on the logs |
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So I could play with each other |
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The question comes to my head |
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Is should I watch Monty Python like the memory of the dead |
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Millions and trillions who have never had any time |
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When a dream comes up empty |
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When I move I'm taught |
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When a think of a girl in the world |
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And no she won't be enough |
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And the prophet next door |
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Said the stone in your hand is |
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Holding your hand |
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And I do understand |
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And I don't understand |
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I just wish I could |
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Stand in the middle |
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Of a mountain |
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City lights forever |
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And now if there is God |
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And if there is not |
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Still I find myself hoping and pleading a lot |
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And then seeing Madonna showing her spots |
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I take a bow to the women in veils |
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When a dream comes up empty |
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When I move I am taught |
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When I think of a boy in the world |
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And no, he won't be enough |
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Citylights, Citylights |
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Citylights forever |
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Ci Ci Ci Ci City lights |
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my City forever |
