we dont talk about it like a manican in a mine.
It could take a long time.
Crazy for you.
crazy for you.
i watched you walk leraine street looking like the walking dead, you rubbed your blue eyes red.
My legs don't move.
my legs don't move.
could i run to your hands, let your quiet lips unfold?
maybe we don't need a world.
I bring you roses I know you got dirt.
midnight out on mainstreet.
the movie marking sign goes down.
from her invisible box she steps.
I got bolts and hands.
good god bolts and hands.
She blows her silver circles leaves silence though its cold.
she breathes on her hands and warms my soul.
crazy for you.
crazy for you.
gosh she said that actor spoke real eliquently box office said it, and i know what he said.
me i knew there was nothing lost in the deliberent.
i bring you roses. i know you got dirt.
reach beneath the exit sign, security reach for guns.
the customers all throwing up their arms.
crashing down luraine street found the florist kick the glass.
i findin something even if you laugh.
here i am.
roses -yeah. (...)

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