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once there was a way to get back homeward. once there was a way to get back home. sleep pretty darling do not cry. and I will sing a lullabye
wouldn't it be nice if we were older, then we wouldn't have to wait so long, and wouldn't it be nice to live together in the kind of world where we belong?

everything is everything is what it's meant to be and everyone means nothing except what they mean to me
when there were three of something the boat sprang a leak. now there are three of them at the bottom of the lake
everything is everything is what it's meant to be and everyone means nothing except what they mean to me
when there were three of something the boat sprang a leak. now there are three of them at the bottom of the lake