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I am thinking of your voice
and of burning like bling bling once upon a time
before the rain began
dududu.
As more yo people start getting busy, look at them is just so crazy
They all trap soar by their rase to even recognize their mother's face
Business is all they're really care of dead lies sadly all their lifes
on my mind is be in corner by a smaller world in a coffee
I am sitting in the morning at the diner on the corner
I am waiting at the counter for the man to pour the coffee
and he fills it only halfway and before I even argue.
He is looking out the window at somebody coming in
dududududu.
"It is always nice to see you" says the man behind the counter to the woman who has come in she is shaking her umbrella and I look the other way
as they are kissing their hellos I'm pretending not to see them
Instead I pour the milk
dududududu.
and then suddenly the world just freeze like someone called curtains up
and their playing different comedies on the same's teach in the very same time
Nothing seems to be important while I watch life's passing by
everything seems now so distant from this time
your world in this coffee time
I open up the paper there's a story of an actor
who had died while he was drinking it was no one
I had heard of and I'm turning to the horoscope
and looking for the funnies
When I'm feeling someone watching me and so
I raise my head
There's a woman on the outside looking inside does she see me?
No she does not really see me cause she sees her own reflection
and I'm trying not to notice that she's hitching up her skirt
and while she's straightening her stockings her hair is getting wet
dudududu.
Oh, this rain
It will continue
Through the morning
As I'm listening
To the bells
Of the cathedral
I am thinking
Of your voice.
And of the midnight picnic
Once upon a time
Before the rain began.
I finish up my coffee
It's time to catch the train
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