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We are for today We are for the moment We are a crusade But we are invalid1 am rummaging Stained my hands on her antique2 am Reverend girl I am so indifferent I am whatever3 am cellophane Suffocates my favorite things4 am The reverend girl Seems that the more we're achieving, the less chance of leaving this world With a reverend girl Another lover wakes me Head upon a window pane Before the thunder shook us She could always smell the rain A year is dissipating Another hail cannot disdain Never mind the thunder Now my lover smells like Now my lover smells like Now my lover smells like rain
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