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Colour by numbers
The highway is for gamblers,
better use your sense
Take what you have gathered
from coincidence
The empty-handed painter
from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns
on your sheets
This sky, too,
is folding under you
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue
The empty-handed painter
from your streets
Is drawing crazy patterns
on your sheets
This sky, too,
is folding under you
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue
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