High Llamas (The)
Didball
Fearing the worst like never beforeClings to a coffee, hogs the doorHelpless wayside, locked in hazeDoubting tutors count the daysBack in the prefab, nobody hopesStamping up endless envelopesWith some talk and with some nameSpead confusion once agaiSo in return the hush on the floorTinkered with these ideas beforeIn the end and duty boundSomething somewhere will be found
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