| A beggars moon, Enough to light my way
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| Sieve and scissors, Dogtooth sisters, Snow and rain
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| Laid down in a dark wood dreaming
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| Woke up to the sunlight streaming down
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| Through the redwood trees
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| Lazy bones, Pinky rings
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| Stale champagne and an empty bed
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| For the comedown king
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| Blood from a cherry, Sand from a rose
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| Do what you will or do what your told
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| Just don’t, ask me to name names
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| Drain that barrel, Fill that pipe
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| Let the big red head do her dance all night
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| Backbeat mama make you feel all right
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| Groove’n it loose when I’m getting to tight
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| And in the dark days
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| When’s there’s a cold on the ground
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| Black water churning
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| Beckoning you come down
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| Hitched my ride to the Showboat Queen
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| Went overboard in New Orleans
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| Good lord will’n, That sun gonna rise and
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| Shine a light on this mystery
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| Faded days, Lunar and suede
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| Dreamless night in the white walled room
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| Of no escape
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| Thoughts in a tangle love for a loss
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| Stars on the ceiling coins to be tossed
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| And bones, to be laid away
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| Torn from love, left in disgrace
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| Hunted and haunted but still with a smile
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| On my face
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| Angry sun, turquoise sky
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| Silver tears the longest spoon the whitest lie
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| Look down your noses build more fences
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| The will is the wisdom to come to our senses
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| And see the open space inside |