If you think that you¡¯re the one
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Let me into summer sun
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Well you¡¯re right, I¡¯ve been surmised
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By the appearance of the sky
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By the look that¡¯s in your eyes
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I see how the summer flies
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Way up high without its wings
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Fortunate for everything
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I want you to speak aloud
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Tell me of a sparkling crowd
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Why they tremble at the sound
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Of a lazy eerie round
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Shotgun shells are on the ground
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Of the forest and the town
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Van Ness Mission
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| Jandek |
