.He was passing my world
Whistlin' the melody
In the simple suit with hands in his pockets
Dirty pieces of paper>Was floatin' in the air>And he was marchin'
Over'n'over again.
I've never seen his face.
Never heard his melody
I've never known that world
Is a part of h.
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