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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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