I've been there and I've seen with those eyes
Green with
Look at all the signs, Look at all the shows
All
They play guitars underneath the sky, I've seen it all
Close your eyes and wait to hear your name like
I am not a fortune teller, I am not your
I was sitting on a southbound plane,
I was buried
Is it the color of your eyes? Is it the
Blue lady on a chair by the window, thinking how
Try as I may to believe it, it's something that
There were pictures everywhere
And my teacher said that this was
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