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But it made us who he is
May be young
And it may be forward
And it may be done
And it may be here
And it may be done
And it may be fear
And it may be

It may be soon
And it may be now
And it may be to late
And it may be hard
And it may be hard
And it may be hard

It may be through
It may be dark
And it may be old
And it may be done
And it may be done
And it may be through
And it may be now
And it may be soon

But as long as I keep an hourgla**, everything's in line
Maybe it's in an hourgla**
Everything in line
But I wish I could be as elegant as Soo
The way he comеs in through a room, in a way I cannot do
In a coat of nine tails and fresh leathеr shoes
Straight from the cow, I tell you
Straight from the cow
But my shirt is so un-ironed it could be a mountain range
My shoes are rotting flesh of a mange
My shirt is so un-ironed it could be a mountain range
And I have no name to the skin folds near
Who show no face but all I can hear
As they gawk and they gurn
And they scream and they laugh
I must make a new plan if I hope to ever last
And it may be
May be
May be
May be

It may be, may be, may be, may be, may be, may be, [?]

As long as I keep
As long as I keep
As long as I keep
As long as I keep
As long as I keep
As long as I keep, everything will fall into line

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