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At The Drive-in - Napolean Solo At The Drive-in - Napolean Solo |
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were you sitting down
on the beaded impotence of new orleans
a hint of suspense when that telephone rings
this is forever
it paved a wave of distance
between the syntax error
from austin's yellow brick road
this is forever
from this texas breath exhaled
no sign of relief
this you know, this you know
this is forever
march 23rd hushed the wind, the music died
if you can't get the best of us now
it's because this is forever
makes no difference
our alphabet is missing letters
seventeen, embalmed and caskets
lowered into the weather
a drizzle, brisk and profound
from this texas breath exhaled
no sign of relief
this is forever
strum this broken harp
we were struck by the chords
set from their hearts
this is forever |
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