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where shall i find you
rocked in the cradle of the deep
my son is dead and i am going blind
over the rooftops race the shadows of clouds
there is an hour of peaceful rest
i went up and down the streets
stay no more
there is no escape by the river
the stars fell from heaven
very well, you liberals

 



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