of the good old days. It was simple yp to
then. Now I hold the fire in a worried way.
I guard the fire from the wind.
warms your face. And I am a winner
every time. Don't break my heart with
your common sense, don't throw my heart
against the wind.
closer now. I wasn't worried about it at all.
the moment's cue, and I do the best
that I can. With my bellows out and a
comic grace I rob the pockets of our good
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