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Sulphur climbs over William Penn |
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Couldn't bear to read the letters you sent |
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Quiet strikes only now and then |
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Once you've been had |
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She's a jewel in the back of my mind |
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I pull her out still from time to time |
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To recall that clearer, simpler side |
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Between Walt Whitman and The White Noise |
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Downtown at West and 4th |
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I got two nuns behind me, one's divorced |
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The other just kind of fell, of course |
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Now she's banking on eternity |
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All these things you drag around |
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Come and go until the deal goes down |
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Wild horses in my chest |
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Tomorrow knows you can only guess |
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Modern times more or less |
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Is the step you just took |
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Hey, kid, I know it's hard |
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All is asunder and torn apart |
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But come sunrise you can start |
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To undo what all's been did |
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All these things you drag around |
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Come and go until the deal goes down |
