| a flask i drink of sober tea
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| while relay cameras monitor me and the buzz surrounds, it does
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| buzz surrounds, buzz surrounds
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| Liz Fraser
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| closed eyed sky wide open
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| unlimited girl unlimited sigh
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| elsewhere
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| indefinitely far away
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| magnifies and deepens
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| ready to sing
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| my sixth sense peacefully place on my breath
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| and listening
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| keys swing from my hand
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| Liz Fraser
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| my ears know that my eyes are closed
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| perish thoughts like contraband
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| i train myself in martial arts
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| as advertised
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| i reinforce my softened parts
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| as advertised
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| Liz Fraser
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| seen through me little glazed lane
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| a world in myself
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| ready to sing
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| my sixth sense peacefully place on my breath
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| flickering i roam
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| Liz Fraser
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| and listening
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| my ears know that my eyes are closed
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| ready to sing
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| my sixth sense peacefully place on my breath
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| flickering i roam
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| Liz Fraser
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| and listening
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| my ears know that my eyes are closed
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| i see to bolts, put keys to locks
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| no boats are rocked, i’m free to roam
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| among dummy screens and magazines
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| Liz Fraser
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| closed eyed sky wide open
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| unlimited girl unlimited sigh
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| to think I lay next to you
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| wasting time when I could do a simple job in striplight
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| a flask I drink of sober tea
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| til daylight sends me home
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| flickering I roam
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| Liz Fraser
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| daydreaming admiring being
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| quietly, open the world
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| i hear the time
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| of the starry sky
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| turning over at midnight
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| seen through me little glazed lane
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| a world in myself
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| daydreaming admiring being
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| quietly, open the world
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| i hear the time of the starry sky
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| turning over at midnight |