To tell you the end of the tale would be
Baby I think that I'm dying
I wish I could see
No, i still don't believe you
When i here you say
You
Mr. Blue, I told you that I love you
Please
You can't tell the truth
Not even to yourself
It hurts too
Took on the highway
Red lights and bumpers
Just up ahead
Choppers gather
Well it ain't no use to sit and wonder why,
I come home
And I find myself alone again
And I need
Last night I awoke in the midst of a dream
And
Maggie ride that horse, girl
Ride until dawn
They’ll wake in the
Lord, is it Monday again?
Boy, are you leaving again?
And are
Magnolia, Magnolia
I guess I never told ya
You're smiling, I've been
Steady
There is a lake that's filled with silver
Guarded by a
I've no fond farewell for you
I've got the shitty beach
At night we plant bones
In the dark as you
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