| I once met a girl with the life in her hands
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| And we lay together on the summerday sands.
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| I gave her my raincoat and told her «Lady be good,»
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| And we made truth together when no one else would.
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| I smiled through her fingers and ran the dust through her hands.
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| The hourglass of reason on the summerday sands.
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| We sat as the sea caught fire,
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| Waited as the flames grew higher
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| In her eyes.
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| In her eyes.
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| We watched the eagle borne,
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| Wings clipped and feathers shorn,
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| But we saw him rise.
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| We saw him rise
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| Over summerday sands.
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| Came the ten o’clock curfew, she said, «I must start my car.
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| I’m staying with someone I met last night in a bar.»
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| I called from my wave-top, «At least tell me your name.»
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| She smiled from a wheel spin and said, «It's all the same.»
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| I thought for a minute, jumped back on dry land.
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| Left one set of footprints on summerday sands.
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| I once met a girl with the life in her hands
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| And we lied together on the summerday sands.
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| On the summerday sands.
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| On the summerday sands.
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| On the summerday sands.
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| On the summerday sands. |