One thing to be Would be the dust on tv One thing to be Stones wet with sympathy One thing to be A taste, a smell, a feeling for free A cry sometimes Cuts a line across the sky And sleeps in close Sticking to my ears at night
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One thing to be Would be the dust on tv One thing to be Stones wet with sympathy One thing to be A taste, a smell, a feeling for free A cry sometimes Cuts a line across the sky And sleeps in close Sticking to my ears at night