Trampled by Turtles
Lucy
Lucy, where are you now?Are you hiding?Born in the fire, babePoetry on our gravesI forgot so many names, but I'm tryingI think it's time to gothe bartender's leaning slowand maybe he doesn't knowthat you're blindingI need a night aloneThe wind through the trees aloneBut as if the glass alone, slow and shiningLucy, where are you now?Are you hiding?
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