| Well I can’t stop thinking, about the dump that took my heart
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| Nevermind the shackle, a long way from these parts
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| Always moving, trying to cross this path
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| I know it’s there somewhere, like a diamond in the grass
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| Take me back, just once before I go
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| There was old ms. |
| glast, and a barman without hands
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| And the king kong brothers, and bullets buried in the sand
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| Jukebox julia, who reached up to your knees
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| She had a bird, in the space between her teeth
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| Take me back, just once before I go
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| Well the moon is dazzling, in the old and lonesome sky
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| And I’ve been leaning, on this windowsill all night
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| If I would ask you, to light up my way
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| Will I end up lost again, followed by the day
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| Take me back, just once before I go
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| Take me back, just once before I go |