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On a tree-lined route |
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Looking out on wasteland |
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Treated to a one-man show on a tram |
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Just harmonica |
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No peripherals, no band |
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Just harmonica, just a man |
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In another time |
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You were reaching for my hand |
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It was all I could do to try and understand |
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You were miserable |
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I couldn't figure out my role |
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Couldn't find the words to let you know |
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Little kid |
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Looking across the tram |
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Wonders what I'm writing on my hand |
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The words to a song |
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Inspired by the man, harmonicas, and trams |
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I saw you crying and I couldn't help |
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I saw you crying and I couldn't help |
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I saw you crying and I couldn't help but cry, too, myself |