The silence is going to take his place when he runs over to the top of the stars and screams his name, there is a moment before he will slup back into himself without an answer...

there are competing picks and strums that nudge at your mind

everybody just be quiet at listen...
(It's beautiful)

He was stroking the heart that he stitched onto the inside of his sleeve...
hurry I need a word that sounds the same as bucket

yes, yes they are the same... just on a different day.

See look over there, it will be here before you know it...

Tom's just gone off to have a round of golf in the living room, I'm gonna be the caddie, It's gonna be fun, we just have to tune the guitar out of open G first though, or he does...
(It's gone fuckin' sharp again)
(How did it do that?)

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