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Essays from an Aging Youth

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Wanda Mountain

And I swear
And I swear
I'll give them back tomorrow
I’ll give them back tomorrow
but for now
but for now
I think that I'll just borrow
I think that I’ll just borrow
all the words from that song
all the words from that song
and all the chords from that other song
and all the chords from that other song
I heard
I heard
yesterday
yesterday
change
change
your mind tonight
your mind tonight
you belong to the city
you belong to the city
now
now

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Senses be Praised

split
split
grassy knoll
grassy knoll
in the evening sun
in the evening sun
texture
texture
there
there
last of the light
last of the light
here
here
blossoming
blossoming

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The Hill

alright let's
alright let’s
go outside
go outside
and rise
and rise
rise rise
rise rise
to the meaning of life
to the meaning of life
and we're trying
and we’re trying
but we're falling out
but we’re falling out
I want to
I want to
go back
go back
to old times
to old times
"The Hill" -
“The Hill” –
Bombay Bicycle Club
Bombay Bicycle Club
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Main Street

main street can be a creepy place
main street can be a creepy place
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