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We need everybody at their most alert
Thought you’d gone without saying goodbye
I won’t let my daughter out these nights
I know what to look for now, of course
There was a slight, exquisite scar on her throat
I understand the depth of your feelings
I could use a little help here
Well, I’ve been having a great time here
Don’t be scared, this isn’t dangerous for you
There is evidence of styling gel
Then everything started to rumble
Well, you learn something new every day
I never thought about the important things
The orange light looks like a gasoline fire
They’re like an old married couple, enit?
I think it’s time for us to go home
He just got his heart broken
I wanted to know how it felt to run
And with no invitation, she launched into a poem
I’d sooner run head first into a bramble bush
How on earth can you be this jolly?
She pictured wolves, packs of them
How was your day?
You’re a real sweetheart
You’re not surprised to see me, are you?
Is that you inside that ridiculous disguise?
All the jokes had already been used up over that one
Exactly what I was planning to do
The palace will soon be ours
There was no supervisor to make complaints to
Fortunately we live in a place where things like this are so scandalous people continue to talk about them
And what’s your definition of living?
It wasn’t her nature to be sulky
That was as far ahead as he liked to think
She would live now, not read
I barely remember that life
Here was the house
You really hurt my feelings!
I’ve been away a long time
You don’t need to be here
Does anybody tell the truth around here?
There was a long admiring pause
What a ridiculous statement
Now this was starting to seem like the old days
My house is your house
There ain’t many of that kind of place
But there was just him, and the blackness, and silence
Mumbling quietly to himself, he slowly raised his hand
So many people stayed in bed on cloudy days
You start down that path, where does it end?
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