Coming Home
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:50:03
Hey... You want a ride?
:50:07
- Huh?
- You want a ride?

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- You sure I'm not heavy?
- I wouldn't know.

:50:21
Shh!
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- What are you doing?
- I don't know where to put my hands.

:50:27
Put them in your pockets.
:50:34
- Seems strange to be here at night.
- Not for me.

:50:43
With eager tongues we taste our strife
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And fill our lungs with seas of life...
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Thank you for the... for the ride.
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Thank you for the dinner.
:51:03
And close your lips, child
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So softly I might kiss you
:51:12
Let your flower perfume out
and let the winds caress you

:51:19
As I walk on through the garden
I am hoping I don't miss you

:51:27
If all the things you taste
ain't what they seem

:51:32
Then don't mind me...
:51:37
Good night.
:51:42
Good night.
:51:46
Then close your eyes, child
:51:51
And look at what I'll show you
:51:55
Let your mind go reeling out
and let the breezes blow you


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