too late
you made it, you did
a vow, to do it
from the mouth of the world
before this quantum misfit mind
I have your number, I have your name
too late
I made it, I did
a vow, to keep it eternally a light
from the mouth of the world
before one mysterious misfit mind
you have my number, you have my name
Sunday, September 28, 1997
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