There's a still in the night a tuneless moonlight just the I-need-you-and-here's-whys of snoring Gords and Cheryls there's a heron outside inviolate light there's an urge to go, a shadow a heightened air of peril your heart jumps to and my heart jumps too I think, to myself "I don't really know my heart" and as you whisper 'me too' a silver jet roars overhead rocks the nocturne all everglade and grey sheers silver jet, so har off already ya fought the hot spurs off all the way to Cape Spear
it's quiet again when a car like Big Ben it's radio dopplerin' '...'and for all you Gregory Peck fans... -Let Us Now Praise Famous Men- to take some pressure off all the wonderous to fight' and your heart jumps to and my heart jumps too as if the Wolves of Northhumberland themselves were rumoured to be en route silver jet, way overhead yer an archipelago, a satllite, a green star silver jet, so far off already with your I-need-you-and-here's-why flying to the next part
your heart jumps to and my heart jumps too I'm thinking, to myself, 'packing,is a secret heart' and as you whisper, 'me too' siler jet roars overhead silver jet flying to the next part silver jet so far off already silver jet, a satellite, a green star silver jet way overhead silver jet evergladed grey sheers silver jet, so far off already silver jet Clayqout sound to Cape Spear
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Copy to Clipboard: There's a still in the night a tuneless moonlight just the I-need-you-and-here's-whys of snoring Gords and Cheryls there's a heron outside inviolate light there's an urge to go, a shadow a heightened air of peril your heart jumps to and my heart jumps too I think, to myself "I don't really know my heart" and as you whisper 'me too' a silver jet roars overhead rocks the nocturne all everglade and grey sheers silver jet, so har off already ya fought the hot spurs off all the way to Cape Spear
it's quiet again when a car like Big Ben it's radio dopplerin' '...'and for all you Gregory Peck fans... -Let Us Now Praise Famous Men- to take some pressure off all the wonderous to fight' and your heart jumps to and my heart jumps too as if the Wolves of Northhumberland themselves were rumoured to be en route silver jet, way overhead yer an archipelago, a satllite, a green star silver jet, so far off already with your I-need-you-and-here's-why flying to the next part
your heart jumps to and my heart jumps too I'm thinking, to myself, 'packing,is a secret heart' and as you whisper, 'me too' siler jet roars overhead silver jet flying to the next part silver jet so far off already silver jet, a satellite, a green star silver jet way overhead silver jet evergladed grey sheers silver jet, so far off already silver jet Clayqout sound to Cape Spear
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