I watch, as it stops for a girl,
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A moment, elaborate and weak.
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I am easy in her midst,
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Why elaborate, when there's no need to?
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But I do, all night,
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My words ring like money off a bar.
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But she's here, asleep now,
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One can only go alone so far.
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One can only go alone so far.
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I dream of a deep dark grave,
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Seven feet below Saint Augustine.
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And she's so easy in her breathing,
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Why fall in love, when there's no need to?
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But we do all night,
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Sleep like spoons, forget whom we are.
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But she's here, and she's wound down now.
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One can only go alone so far.
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One can only go alone so far.
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Alone So Far
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| Old 97's |
