send me to bed.
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my head's drowning out the thick and blurry sounds
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of horses on the highway.
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the days are running down
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and i'm drowning out this overwhelming sad.
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send me to bed, and tamp out the lamp.
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in the dark the colors fade
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to shades of grey and black.
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but the city's fireflies wash the bedroom with light
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like an overwhelming sad.
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i must be drowning out..the roar of the engines
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as they escape into night.
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the stillness unravels the long lost strands of our lives.
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it drifts out the window, they drift out to sea;
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and i fall asleep.
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to an overwhelming sad.
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A Dim Entrance
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| The Good Life |
