And in plays to write the wire in Torching times and talking rhymes in
With the thought of a friend in a distant passing stage? With your hands up and out, so resigned you will fall down
While you around here play Wild on the warm and far away While you around here play, the days keep scribbling themselves in tidy lines
with a fool holding hands with a one eyed jack of spades? While on the deck, they sing All of the captain's cards are kings, still He and the queen are lost at sea I hope it isn't you and me
And I'll be back round again Yes I'll walk in time with you old friend And we'll find that place, that we Were chased from so long ago
And in plays to write the wire in Torching times and talking rhymes in
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