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And it's true there's nothing left for him down here

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And they all pretend they're orphans and their memory's like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget
That history puts a saint in every dream

Oh it's time time time, and it's time time time
And it's time time time that you love
And it's time time time
And it's time time time, and it's time time time
And it's time time time that you love
And it's time time time


(Tom Waits)

(And pay the fiddler off 'til I come back again)

11. Mai 2007

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