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sweet leaves and the stars

holding my tambourines

back then

in the sand

how was I

that was

how was

that was dew and sun

behind the concrete heights

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sweet Jesus and the stars

sweet Jesus in Australia

a head full of curls

all light blue daybreak

all blue daybreak

swim in the greys

up to the neck

up to our necks

head full of curls

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back to the -

where can I score

another score

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hey lips

hey grey water