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Some can see it's poetry |
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Come as you are in your broken car |
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The company |
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Carousel is wishing well |
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As a wonder night that spoke delight |
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To the company |
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Can you hear the summer calling you? |
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Can you hear him call you now? |
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Can you hear the summer calling you? |
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Can you hear him call you now? |
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Broken dream, just a token scheme |
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Silver man with a telegram |
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For the company |
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Scalding blue, come talk to you |
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Search the cave for the grave |
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Of the company |
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Can you hear the summer calling you? |
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Can you hear him call you now? |
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Can you hear the summer calling you? |
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Can you hear him call you now? |
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Can you hear the summer calling you? |
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Can you hear him call you now? |
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Can you hear the summer calling you? |
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Can you hear him call you now? |
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Can you hear the summer calling you? |
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Can you hear him call you now? |
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Can you hear the summer calling you? |
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Can you hear him call you now? |
