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Clouds descending I'm not policing what you tink and dream I run intoyour thought from across the room
Just another trick
Can I weather this I've got a fever above my waist
You got a squeeze box on your knee I know the truth is in between the 1st and 4 0th drink
Concertina
Concertina A chill that bends this I swear you're the fiecest calm I've been in
Concertina
Concertina
Try infrared
This I swear
You're the fiercest calm I"ve been in the
Soul-quake happened here
In a glass word
Particle by particle
She slowly changes
She likes hanging chinese papper cuts
Just another fix
Can I weather this I got my fuzz all tipped to play I got a dub on your landscape
Then there's your policy of trancing
The sauce without the blame
Too far too far too far
It could all get way too cheerful
Concertina I know the truth lies in between the 1st and the 4 0th drink
Clouds descending
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