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My sister and I, we used to listen to music together
I know that is love
She was there as much as any one I know,
She was here as much as any now I am,
But I was you in half.
There is always a complicated leaving with the others.
My tables are your tables
We are going to hire the sun, it turns
around around
Hold that glows hold that sees,
that after all, I was you in half.