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Lucy

Lucy, where are you now? (x3)

Are you hiding?Born in the fire, babe.

Poetry on our graves.

I forgot so many names, but I'm trying.I think it's time to go,

the bartender is mean and slow

and maybe he doesn't know

that you're blinding.I need a night alone.

The wind through the trees alone.

The ice in the glass alone, slow and shining.Lucy, where are you now? (x3)

Are you hiding?

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