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I'm on the street
seeing you on every corner
on billboards
at coffee shop checkouts
I stop at the station
look at the big clock
how many hours< br/>to see you again
That makes damned sense
you're bored all the time
damnedly makes sense
You in that park< br/>you on that bridge
you on my hips
me on your hips
I'm on the street
seeing you everywhere
on the asphalt as a cap
on the lid of a cigarette case
That makes damned sense
you're always bored
damn makes sense
Not us, but me me ¤ and m¤
damn sense
Morning dew on the grass
wind in the year zero zero
from the grass of the beach park
starts a crooked path from which
you ¶asked by chance
keys from under the sand
you held them in the palm of your hand
where did they go
and who lost them
who lost them< br/>Makes a hell of a lot of sense