| Say something now
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| Something to muse me
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| Something that cuts through
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| Something that I can feel
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| And most of those words
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| I track past on them like sands in the fall
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| Most of those words
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| I kick and throw them like leaves in the fall
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| Say something now
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| Something to muse me
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| Something that cuts through
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| Something that I can feel
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| And most those words
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| I track past like on them sands in the fall
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| Most of those words
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| I kick and throw them like leaves in the fall
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| Here’s a train
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| She’s got ah such long fingers
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| She’s tipping me inside
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| She’s calling me to the light
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| Most of those words
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| I track past on them like sands in the fall
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| Most of those words
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| I kick and throw them like leaves in the fall |