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folglich kann ich nicht
ich starrte den prachtvollen Himmel an
sie fragen mich, wo ich gewesen bin
mein Sohn ist tot und ich bin gehender Vorhang
drehen Sie mich unten durch die Wiese
ich sagte, ich habe geschlossen mein Herz
es gibt Gewinne für alle unsere Verluste
letzter Mitternacht
war sie nicht für diesen einzigartigen Geruch
nie in meinem ganzem Leben
Schatten legen entlang broadway
ich sah die Wolken unter den Hügeln
wenn ihr Haar wild flaying

 



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