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Jan 2015
As the sun streams ribbons through the trees
We will swim beneath a golden glow
So warm we will dance and feel at home
And oh my friend we are so alone
And i plead with the bitter wind
It is so void, so very cold
I only wish you would not go..
Adam Jones
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Adam Jones  Bumfuck, Misery
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