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Avenue of Hopealong the avenue of hope the footsteps falter, fingers grope and the days, stretch out beneath the sun no-one's born, no-one dies, no-one loves, so no-one cries and we wait to see just what we will become don't let me falter, don't let me ride don't let the earth in me subside let me see just who i will become you're like the clouds in my home town you just grow fat, and hang around and your days, stretch out beneath the sun no-one's born, no-one dies, no-one loves, so no-one cries and we wait to see just what we will become don't let me borrow, don't let me bring don't let me wallow, don't make me sing let me see just who i will become don't let me falter, don't let me hide don't let someone else decide just who or what i will become don't make 'em borrow, don't make 'em bring don't let them wallow, don't let them sing et them stretch out beneath the sun TrackbacksThe trackback URL for this entry is: http://ayasmus.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!B2CA4CC65BF0865C!195.trak Weblogs that reference this entry
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