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Mary Anne, do you remember |
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The tree by the river when we were seventeen? |
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Dark canyon wall, the call and the answer |
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And the mare in the pasture pitch black and baring its teeth |
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I recall the sun in our faces |
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Stuck and leaning on braces |
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And being strangers to change |
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Radio and the bones we found frozen |
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And all the thorns and the roses |
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Beneath your window pane |
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Now I'm asleep in a car |
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I mean the world to a potty-mouth girl |
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A pretty pair of blue-eyed birds |
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Time isn't kind or unkind |
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You liked to say but I wonder to who |
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What it is you're saying today? |
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Now I'm asleep in a car |
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I mean the world to a potty-mouth girl |
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A pretty pair of blue-eyed birds |
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Time isn't kind or unkind |
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You liked to say but I wonder to who |
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What it is you're saying today? |
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Mary Anne, do you remember |
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The tree by the river when we were seventeen? |
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Dark canyon road, I was coy in the half-moon |
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Happy just to be with you and you were happy for me |
