The child in the garden would watch the red sky
Naming each new cloud above passing by
How simple it looked –to fly so it seemed
No gravity limited her as she dreamed.
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Now What’s Here
Hey baby, I’m gonna find you there
Hey baby, I wanna find you there
I don’t know
Where you are
How to prepare
But in the end, baby, let me find you there
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It’s 6:43 (Hey Hey Hey We’re Through)
It’s 6:43 in the evening
I don’t know what to do
But stare at myself in the mirror
And practice saying
We’re through.
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The Fuller’s Lye
The Fuller’s Lye
Oh he was like
The fuller’s lye
He took the stains
From all I was
Refining fire
I’d melt before him
My golden hair
Is silver now
