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Mar 17, 2007 22:28

Well your head is spinning like that carousel,
and I know you're a mess after 3 or 4.
But if you make it different then we'll make our way to the surface,
and you favorite place.
Where we sit, and we breath.
Because I know all the words and I sing you everything.
Well they're just thoughts so go ahead and speak.
Pick out what you like and call me when you're on the way.
You can spend the night and hope to sleep all day.
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