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By David Fridlund, I’ve got an idea, let’s see if it works
you could
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By David Fridlund, Caught like a fish out of water
a hand in the
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By David Fridlund, Today we saw things of golden
and they were golden alright
today
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By David Fridlund, Down where the road turns
and the buildings grow high like
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By David Fridlund, Come in to me
I want to swallow every lie
I don’t
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By David Fridlund, I was right
I was right here
digging with my hands, a
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By David Fridlund, Let me ask you a question,
though I know what the
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By David Fridlund, Keep kicking the ball boy, nobody knows
If you’re far from
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By David Fridlund, The past floats like stones in a town up north
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By David Fridlund, The curtains are closed
how can you sleep through this?
You’ve been
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By David Fridlund, There’s a yellow arrow painted on the ground
I give up