May 17, 2025
More in Release the Hounds rain
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on blue skies i see your face and i'm wise to my disgrace you say, "oh my then why why why would you dare be the man who had to care i don't understand?"
oh gray clouds i see my fate and you're wise it's just too late i say, "oh no," then "why why why is it really so?"
on dark nights we sit and talk in silver light on a big hard rock we say,"oh my then oh oh oh... yes yes!" then sigh it's really so
too late now i know. i know
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