| How long until a memory fades?
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| I was yours from the beginning
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| Her and I once, digging with spades
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| Cuz' you were my queen
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| And I was the one-eyed Jack
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| Had visions of staying up late and through to the morning
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| Beams of amber all go shooting the sun and even moonscape
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| Each layer was one age, never recreating or ending orbit
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| Ripple of crashing dreams I felt the desert highway
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| My eyes were glazed and there was this cactus
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| That was you, just bending your arm to wave
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| How long until a memory fades?
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| And the test of time proves uneven and inaccurate
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| I heard a roaring seismic wave washed ashore
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| We made a beautiful beach of old crumbled-down buildings
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| I felt a trembling from two tectonically-moved plates
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| Their molten seams: bleeding lava, building, crumbling, and rebuilding
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| Even ancient-filled air some down in the valley sutures when carving for far
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| too long
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| How long until our memories fade?
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| Within graves' sake… beyond, eons
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| Her and I once, digging with spades
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| For you were my queen and I was the…
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| Sparse and diluted, often in a new angle
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| All conscious states tangled
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| Barely even coped with the whole thing reasonably
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| Not sure about intention I feel senseless vision
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| Constantly sweating, profusely back in your eye
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| Crooked smile, and overextended
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| One-eyed jack
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| He’s one-eyed, he’s the one, he’s one-eyed, he’s the one
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| He’s one-eyed, he’s the one-eyed ace
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| Eons fold beyond home
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| He’s one-eyed, he’s the one, he’s one-eyed, he’s the one
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| He’s one-eyed, he’s the one-eyed ace
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| Eons fold beyond
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| He’s one-eyed, he’s the one, he’s one-eyed, he’s the one
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| He’s one-eyed, he’s the one-eyed ace
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| «…row, row, row, row! |
| Row!»
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| «Row, row, row your boat
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| «Gently down the stream
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| «Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
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| «Life is but a dream.» |