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My loving is greener than a field in June
And my dumb heart is dried out from the heat in our room
But what if we spent the day without any friends around
Put the Times down?

Let's go walking in the Brooklyn Museum
In the perfect, marbley light i see him
And stupidly I say something mean
He licks his wounds secretly

My loving is so happy and naked
When you met me, I didn't know, but I was just a kid
So in thanks I will wrap my arms around
Throw my firearms down