2002-10-22 - 10:45 a.m.
Come along friendlies, stuck inside,
Join my endless lucky ride
I can't keep all this to myself
You can't keep miseries on the shelf
Get up, get up! come out with me
Everyone has got to see
A better way here lies for you
A secret public rendezvous
And all those things that got you down
We'll leave them strewn all over town
We'll make a trail of sad debris
We'll laugh and sing in effigy
Of life, of love, of sight and sound
On our way home we'll kick them 'round
But in the end we'll win this game
We'll meet again and do the same
We'll have a secret we'll call "us"
Without a label.
only...
Trust
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