.Me and the vivid girl in our hammock to the stars
Staring into the fire before tv, the remote-control's on Mars
In the dope of the pigment, in a poetic state of mind
In a flood of the country we lay down to kill some time
And we spoke languidly of the Northern Bee
And c.
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