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You in your coat Writing a note," Dear Sal, I hope you'll agree..." Then catching a bus, Just after dusk,A one way trip to the city.A cold water flat.A hot plate,A hat. The want ads are strewn on the floor. And you get so mad, when your ma and dad Reflect when you look in the mirror. But I see you there Nude at the top of the stairs(but so far away) And I recall all Your dreams and your schemes Moving me. The plans that we made,A street serenade You can't be like your brother and mike, Content just to live and get by.I hope that your fine, At 13th and 9. Waxing or waning? Your call. But I see you there A light at the top of the stairs But so far away And I recall all your Hands and your plans moving me The sense that it made A street serenade.
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