And the clock struck fifteen hours ago; it is shining
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And the man who is wasting on the wall
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Looks a lot like Jesus
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And a little bit resembling
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The man in the mirror in the hall
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And I rose-trayed sailors
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And you still shining
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And I'm still waiting not to go
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And I lied for sailors
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And I lied for certain
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And I lied to everyone I know
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I believe in God and I believe in loving
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But I don't speak to anyone who knows
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And I need four 50's and three yellow lemons
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And someone to take me home
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And I'd forgotten the one who is sailing
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On the water beside where you don't go
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And it's strange to tell that the one who is shining
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Is someone I forgot I used to know
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And the clock struck fifteen hours ago
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The Clock Struck Fifteen Hours Ago
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