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hey you big star tell me when its over
hey you big mood guide me to shelter ´cause
i´m through when the two hits the six and its summer
cloud come shove the sun aside
i think god is moving its tongue
there are no crowds in the streets and no sun
in my own summer the shade is a tool
a device a savior see i try to look up to the sky but my eyes burn