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It's Friday night, a still blue dark eyed sky a band plays It's years removed from the time I wrote about the bells and how they swing in the tower to my left I still hear them how they cling cling BANG and I am with you and I am alone                           tomorrow is coming and in two years I'll be here with the bells cling cling BOOM and there will be a woman or a man sipping on coffee or speaking                     softly,    and the bells                                                          cling cling BANG
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May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 9:54 PM UTC
the tower to my left
It's Friday night, a still blue dark eyed sky a band plays It's years removed from the time I wrote about the bells and how they swing in the tower to my left I still hear them how they cling cling BANG and I am with you and I am alone                           tomorrow is coming and in two years I'll be here with the bells cling cling BOOM and there will be a woman or a man sipping on coffee or speaking                     softly,    and the bells                                                          cling cling BANG
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May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 9:54 PM UTC
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