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| S O N G S |
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| Call me what you want, am I just too late? it seems to me I'm standing on the threshold of an age... Call me what you will, anytime you want, seems to me I'm standing on the threshold of the dawn... (can you) catch me (baby I'll) catch you standing in doorway so afraid of running through (baby I'll) catch you (can you) catch me catch the poets season, that devours in spring Call me what you will, call me what you need seems to me I can fulfill a monkey you can't feed call me what you will, anytime you want seems to me I'm standing on the threshold of the dawn.. (repeat chorus) (break) (outro) |
| T h r e s h o l d |
| It's just one of those things... listen to this one live, the words just may change... |
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