6.12.07

Sunday (The Day Before My Birthday)



Sunday was a bright day _yesterday
Dark cloud has come into the way

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They sing to the darkest night
Long before
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Why can't I face it?
Am I too blind to see?
Why did he go?
Why did he leave me?
where


Sunday was a bright day yesterday
Dark cloud has come into the way


Oo-oo-oo-oo-oooo

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

...

Moby

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