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A blatant bugle tears my afternoons.

An' we have preaching on Sundays whenever the sea is calm,

It’s him!

In it, I was asking you to come back to me and stay.

The coach moves at an easy pace;

I heard the sighs of men, that have no skill

Taking my breath away

Oh what a wonderful bliss for me

And split your throat on laughter,

An' I lay still for seven weeks convalessing of the fall,

The thing you are afraid of

I don't care if people call me crazy,

Just one hug made me realize