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MAP TO THE STARS
Took the bus to your place
In the pines it’s dark
Dark like Noah’s ark
No flood, just talk
Put on your circle cape with the map to the stars
Conditioned, disciplined
I’m afraid to be free
Took the bus to your place
We drink wine, it’s dark
Put on your circle cape with the map to the stars
Took the bus from your place
This art, it’s dark
Put on your circle cape with the map to the stars
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