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| A ballad for every situation (in 3/4 time) or the ABC's of losing you |
| So this is the alpha - the start of something, just another something that we�ll never finish. A feeling, baize-covered and hidden by the balderdash of these telephone conversations, staggered relations, intimidations. Good things always come in threes Good things always come between you and me And this chaconne, in 3/4 time, will become another piece of mind, of mine. This balance wheel rotates rhythmically, and the rotations become vibrations that flow through me. And I�m blinded by the alpenglow of the numbers in your clock-radio. Now it�s six or one half dozen of the other, a baker�s dozen and you�ve got it covered. You know I was never very good at fractions or at taking things away, I never learned division I guess I�ll learn today. |
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