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I’m in his shell
Lighting a candle or whatever
Makes you suffer so
And that man
With his endless kiss
Ever went to Mexico at the subway’s end

He had these dreams
About skies from the magazines
Hey how easily fixed if I had a dream
For his answering
‘cos you and I are made to be
you and I are made to be