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You said you'd always be there for me
But you're nowhere, really, you're nowhere
The sky is black, with a shade of orange
Street lights shine, and cars that sing
They're all singing the blues these days
The ground is solid, it pushes back
I sidestep *** packets and beer bottles
On my way home from work today.
I sing a song, I sing it on my own
I sing in perfect numbers, down the telephone
Father, brother, mother, sister, daughter, son
No one here tonight, I kiss electronically
But the radar makes no connection in my sonic boom
I shrug to myself, paint flowers in my room
This minature football reminds me of you
I'll make a toast, with burnt bread and beer
Do you my dear, on my birthday, to you.
You said you'd always be there for me
When I needed someone, when I was all alone
But I was calling out your name last, man
And you were nowhere... just nowhere
I was spelling out your name last night, girl
And you were nowhere... really... nowhere.
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"Do not tell lies, and do not do what you hate,
for all things are plain in the sight of Heaven. For nothing
hidden will not become manifest, and nothing covered will remain
without being uncovered."
The Gospel of Thomas
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