"the way I'd reveal my shame you could hardly charge me with insight and on
lover's lane I was stumbling beneath burned out streetlights with burned
out flames then crawling
home one night I made the move just to call you up to shake your little..."Scrapbook
"let's put it all in
there from your favorite words to the tired
stare that only you can do let's put it all in there for you let's put
the things you stole when you thought no one saw and something strange..."Sidewalk Sale
"the tubes that get turned on for the red guitar that you
learned on the records you left me the
cookbooks the ten-inch TV that radio you found the thing couldn't reach
downtown I think I've had my fill so if you want the stuff still you're..."|
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