| We met at the gas station and wandered round all day
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| Then we went home and
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| Sat sad-eyed in the darkness and played GTA
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| And the people all were simulacrum
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| Just waiting to be slain
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| So I took the Black Hawk helicopter
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| And watched the sun set over San Andreas
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| If I’d only known
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| When I was seventeen
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| Oh what that gesture seems to mean
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| That the world is full
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| Of shimmering fish, and bulls and honey and rain
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| In marched your father with his golden arm
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| With his shirt undone
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| And his heart undone he said «son»
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| And you moved your thumb
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| Got out of the car and unloaded your gun
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| Oh Tom, you were a lonely one
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| In the basement room
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| That your dad blew through
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| Oh Tom
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| Your mother brought us Coca-Cola
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| And so we paused the game
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| Coca-Cola
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| Your character was in mid-air
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| With an expression close to shame
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| And then he fell upon a woman who
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| Appeared to mouth your name
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| And you got in the nearest car
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| And lit right out for the equator
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| If we’d only known when we were seventeen
|
| Oh what that gesture seems to mean
|
| That the world is full
|
| Of shimming fish and bulls and honey and rain
|
| In marched your father with his golden arm
|
| With his shirt undone
|
| And his heart undone he said «son»
|
| And you moved your thumb
|
| Got out of the car and unloaded your gun
|
| Oh Tom, you were a lonely one
|
| In the basement room
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| That your dad blew through
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| Oh Tom
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| In March the crocuses were all in bloom
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| And we got off of the couch
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| And walked out of your room
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| I said «Tom, you see it’s true
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| You love the world and the world
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| She loves you.» |