Keystone bridges clip the sky from window seats
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Lean right over me
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Smell my promises to take a pleasant start
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Ease a sense of heart, give a little bit
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Maybe you were my song
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Don't have to stay too long
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Fed up with your friends
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Whatever I could do to mend it now
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Phone lines follow us like heartbeats in the dusk
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Hold my hand and gush
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Sweet landscapes from the bus
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Ah ,the straw your neck is strong as a drawbridge in stencil
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Work all week and find defeat in the tent's intense tendrils
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On the mend we line 'em up
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Oh, Viperous
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The slippery facts we tend to trust
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Oh, Viperous
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Landscapes
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| Gregory And The Hawk |
