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My memory fades, after very long
I turn to notes dripping off my palm
You won't pick up What's that look for
You spend your time getting under my skin
You call me back You called me out
You shine your light down the open end
That's right when I'm getting into it
Alone in line for the viewing room
In mid July, but the air was cool
What do you love that is any good Don't answer that
The only bronze in a golden world