New York tendaberry
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Blue berry
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A rush on rum
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Of brush and drum
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And the past is a blue note
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Inside me
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I ran away in the morning
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New York tendaberry
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Blue berry
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Rugs and drapes and drugs
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And capes
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Sweet kids in hunger slums
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Firecrackers break
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And they cross
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And they dust
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And they skate
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And the night comes
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I ran away in the morning
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Now I'm back
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Unpacked
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Sidewalk and pigeon
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You look like a city
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But you feel like a religion
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To me
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New York tendabery
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True berry
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I lost my eyes
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In east wind skies
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Here where I've cried
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Where I've tried
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Where God and the tendaberry rise
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Where quakers and revolutionaries
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Join for life
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For precious years
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Joined for life
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Through silver tears
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New York tendaberry
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New York Tendaberry
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Laura Nyro |