The piercing radiant moon,
The storming of poor June,
All the life running through her hair,
Approaching guiding light,
Our shallow years in fright,
Dreams are made winding through my head,
Through
Wake up (wake up)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
(Hide the scars to fade away the)
Why'd you leave the keys up on the table?
Here you go create another fable
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