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On some blue, light-green fields
On a long, leaking road
I confess there's no course
That could lead me to you

Pictures of her
In those booklets
Crawling in my head
Trolleys, madness
Songs of coastguards
Can't relieve my speed
On some blue, light-green fields   On a long, leaking road   I confess there's no course   That could lead me to you      Pictures of her   In those booklets   Crawling in my head   Trolleys, madness    Songs of coastguards   Can't relieve my speed