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The Thought of You
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Spontaneous The thought that creeps into my mind
Every other place and time
The clouds are passing overhead
As I think inside my bed
Light is given in the breeze
The earth is moving with care and ease
Lightning sweeps the evening sky
As I gaze on wishing to die.
The car is smoking
The engine's dry
As I gaze on wishing to die
The river's dry
I now shall sing
For all the memories you bring
