[thurston] Like girl come walkin' thru the cornfield Like blue vibration thru the sea I know I'd love her to breathe, again Like cubes are talkin' her down
I've been a wasted day Like spinning round a saint Like colored wild sign Theresa talkin' in the rain
Like girl be growin' thru town Windows are thoughts in the stain I know I'd love her to stay Whispering signs are agreeing
Like talkin' golden terrain Like thrivin' dark in the saint A cat in gold goes along Theresa's sound for the king
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