| I was a sweet baby in my mother’s arms, we were strolling through the park
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| Picnic, peace walk, progress
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| Just a baby in her arms, my politics are based on her charms
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| Triple Goddess Twilight, slow down. |
| Feel the land, violet everywhere,
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| I’ll meet you there
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| Mother, you died young and left me. |
| Your twilight colors, rose, ah, burgundy,
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| coral mist
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| What are the shades of loneliness?
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| Triple Goddess Twilight, late sky violet and pink
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| All roads lead to Venus. |
| I’ll meet you there in your dream of progress
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| My grandfather painted houses on a ladder in the sky
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| He was working class, urbane, streetwise
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| Said, «We can change the world, girl, love will inspire.»
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| Told me this through whiskey and revolutionary fire
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| Triple Goddess Twilight, last trace of ruby and flame. |
| First star leads to Venus
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| He left a war to talk in peace now. |
| Sad life was for our dream, our dream of
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| progress |