| Where did July go
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| Is it under my pillow?
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| How did I get here?
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| Did I sleep through it all?
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| Behind the curtain
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| Nothing lies certain, no nothing at all
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| Where did the cake go?
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| Has it come with July
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| Faster than the speed of tractors and cars
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| On route 66, it’s empty and clean
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| But not so pristine
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| It’s too hard to rest now
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| It’s 3 in the morning I hope I can get me a free ride
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| And the road is a long one
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| But it’s full of noise and the fly over the shapes
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| Golden breast
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| At 4:58 the sun stroke the ___ sky
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| But there was no sign of breaking
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| Behind the faces and anticipation |