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O

Lonely boy by the fire

( will he get to be a man ? )

Hey girl

Where ya goin ?

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She holds creation in her hand

•

( along with her razor blade ! )

//

Lonely evening
Fading dreams

Falling stars

Lots of screaming strangers
We do not hear or even see

//

Lonely boy by the fire !

( will he be the one shot down )

Hey girl

Where ya goin ?

///

Oh yeah
Goin home to write some poetry

About some ancient lost romance !