Beyond below above
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A gravity that slumbers
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At the center of
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Places named after numbers
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A different kind of love
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She was right
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She was right there
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She was right there all the time
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Collapsing all the way
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And though it seems from here
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That she was never there
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Light beams disappear
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Into her blackened hair
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I wonder if they reappear
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[repeat chorus]
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Places Named After Numbers
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| Frank Black |
