If my soul had fingers i would
ask it to depart and touch you
lightly upon your true, true heart.
And with that touch i would imprint
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We're here to take your home.
Foreclosure we call it. Makes us
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Where the earth and sky collide
That's were sea-dreams are found
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driving through a yesterday land
i chanced upon a yesterday man
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Now many a one
Could agree that poor auld SAM gets
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