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Advertising everywhere
and she never gets satisfied
Advertising everywhere
nothing clarified

My lady weeps
but I wished my lady could sleep

I sold some old things and bought her some new
I can only guess the mood she’s in
I sold some old things and bought her some new
but my lady goes with the wind

Here she comes, mother of songs
her arms, eyes, her ears
There she goes, mother of songs
but I know no songs to come near

She walks, worries, something is wrong
I realize she’s gone
She walks, worries, something is wrong
a song in the dark to be sung

My lady weeps
but I wished my lady could sleep

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