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I lit the candle from her room and went out to the showers and made a wish. We are going
over, over and over. Driving down the road into the starts above the lights of the tall
sky sky scrapers in the air, floating like a diamond, gold shimmering underneath the
plane. Gold shimmering underneath the plane. Hours are like diamonds something you dream
of. Take a walk to the party and walk through the hall and fall in love. Shree Christadoro
to all love the NUN, and he moved to Gurgaon, India. And she was there out by the oil lamp
of a Native America. And the saints that keep marching on and on, and the masses will drink
and shut their arms, OPEN your EYES there is a light on the horizon, there is a light
on the horizon, The Haida's make their morning Totem. The lights of the night, smoke of the
dance, years that we prance, the clubs that we chance and float, and take the drug and
MAKE MORE LOVE, and MAKE MORE LOVE!