| He loved all night as if it were the last
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| He kissed her Woman as if she were the last
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| And each child of her as if he were the only one
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| And she crossed the street with her shy step
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| She went up the building like a car
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| He raised two solid walls on the gallery
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| Brick by brick in a magical design
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| With eyes full of cement and tears
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| She sat down to rest like it was Saturday
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| He ate bread and cheese like a prince
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| She drank and sobbed as if she were a castaway
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| She danced and gurgled as she listened to music
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| Ed stumbled across the sky like an old comedian
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| And he floated in the air like a sparrow
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| On the ground she sagged like a flaccid package
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| He agonized in the middle of the public stroll
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| He went out in the wrong direction, blocking traffic
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| He loved all night as if he were the last
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| He kissed his Woman as if she were the only one
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| And every son of him as if he were the prodigal
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| And he crossed the street with his comic step
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| He climbed the building as if it were a solid
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| He raised two magical walls on the balcony
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| Brick by brick in a logical design
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| With eyes full of concrete and traffic
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| He sat down to rest like a prince
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| He ate bread and cheese like it was the best
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| He drank and sobbed like he was a car
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| She danced and gurgled as if she were next
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| And he stumbled across the sky as if he were listening to music
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| And it floated in the air as if it were Saturday
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| On the ground it sagged like a shy package
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| A castaway dying in the middle of the passage
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| He went out in the wrong direction, hindering the audience
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| He loved all night like a car
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| He kissed her Woman as if it were logical
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| He raised two flaccid walls on the balcony
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| He sat down to rest like a sparrow
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| And he floated in the air as if he were a prince
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| On the ground it went limp like a comic packet
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| It went out in the wrong direction, hindering Saturday |