| Down on her street, I’ve got someone
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| I really want you to meet
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| In good time, like all things
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| A prayer for a plum
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| Up all night waiting for the mail to come
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| In a lightless window
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| I’ve been afraid to depend on love
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| And it’s fare thee well my friend
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| I’ll see you at the promised land
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| Where the wind is laughter
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| And that home we never made
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| Is waiting in the desert shade
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| Happily ever after
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| Down on her street, I’ve got someone
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| I really want you to meet
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| In good time, like all things
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| Step into place, take my heart
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| Put it in a pillowcase
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| It’s been still for hours
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| We can get high down on Old Kings Road
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| And watch as the lights explode
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| I can get lost if you want me to
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| And it’s fare thee well my friend
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| I’ll see you at the promised land
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| Where the wind is laughter
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| And that home we never made
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| Is waiting in the desert shade
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| Happily ever after
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| Like a bird on broken wings
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| I’ve been so afraid to sing
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| All my life I’ve wanted
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| In this violent world that spins
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| I’ve been so afraid to live
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| By the light of comets |