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: Magician Magician take me upon your wings and ... gently roll the clouds away I'm sorry so sorry I have no incantations only words to help sweep me
: Life's like a mayonnaise soda And life's like space without room And life's like bacon and ice cream That's what life's like without you Life's like
: Well the coal black sea waits for me me me The coal black sea waits forever The waves hit the shore Crying more more more But the coal black sea waits
take To cure you they must kill you The Sword of Damocles above your head That mix of morphine and dexedrine we use it on the street It kills the pain and
me without me you don't exist And if logic won't convinced you then there's always this I'm bigger, smarter, stronger, tough yet sensitive and kind And
out remind me of my father and I don't want to be reminded at all The final disappointment Harry looked into the mirror thinking of Vincent Van Gogh and
But I can picture you red chair and pale room inside my head If I close my eyes I see your face and I'm not without you If I try hard and concentrate
the sings you've done And not a day goes by not an hour when I don't try to be like you You were gassed, stoked and rarin' to go and you were that way
And it made me think of Leda and The Swan and gold being made from lead The same power that burned Hiroshima causing three legged babies and death Shrunk
all When you pass through anger and self deprecation and have the strength to acknowledge it all When the past makes you laugh and you can savor the magic
is intact I'm embarrassed by the strength I seem to lack If I was in your shoes so strange that I'm not I'd fold up in a minute and a half and I didn'
I'm smoke" Sitting on a hard chair how far we have come Trying hard to listen to your friends who have come Some of them are famous and some are just
Well the coal black sea waits for me me me The coal black sea waits forever The waves hit the shore Crying more more more But the coal black sea waits
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apartment But I can picture you red chair and pale room inside my head If I close my eyes I see your face and I'm not without you If I try hard and concentrate
tomorrow I'm smoke" Sitting on a hard chair how far we have come Trying hard to listen to your friends who have come Some of them are famous and some
