| I am chewing on power lines
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| Spraying the yard in spark
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| Clouds were bruised when the day broke
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| Clouds were bruised when the day broke
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| You’re in this town
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| You’re in the ???
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| Stinging my eyes enthralled (?)
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| Clouds were bruised when the day broke
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| Clouds were bruised when the day broke
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| I went abroad, wrote a line home
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| Wouldn’t write again
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| 'Til the cruel year was gone
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| My lips
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| Kisses cotton (?)
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| Got stuck here forever
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| Clouds were bruised when the day broke
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| Clouds were bruised when the day broke
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| Clouds were bruised when the day broke
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| Chewing on power lines
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| Spraying the yard in spark |