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The shoulder that I leaned on was carved out of stone But when I'm done freezing I want to be alone Never want my hand cut off Never want a hacking
am a ghost but I cannot fly I'm stuck here as the years slide by I need a resting place 'cause I Already felt my body die If I had a host of ghosts Living
I took a moment from my day Wrapped it up in things you say Mailed it off to your address You'll get it pretty soon unless The packaging begins to break
The terrible thing about hell Is that when you're there you can't even tell As you move through this life you love so You could be there and not even
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And all throughout I gaze and glimpse you Loving never did convince you I see you when you're all alone It's like a person I've not known The moment
The circus is the place for me with bears and clowns and noise I love the shiny music that descends from overhead Gordon knew the moment when the stars