“There is a place I go in my head sometimes, it’s cool and dim there, and you flow like a cloud Now you are a cloud The kind you see in the sky on a windy day You don’t have to think about anything You are nothing. You are nobody.”
youth they fall in love / like a red apple / they bite into life / its juice overflowing from their mouth/ kisses and headache/ meet and then part / give me your hand / here take my heart / it might end in pain/ it might end in joy / tender and cruel / down life’s beckoning road / they sing their way in love at twenty
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