What has happened to my little moon
All the beach girls
Painted black
At the railroad track
I lay on my back
And i sleep alone
All the apples fall
But do they have to fall?
Down on every headstone?
So i'll take an hourglass
And watch it move
And when the time has passed
I'll come for you
We all have our time
Have our selfish time
But time is time
And time runs out

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