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I was lying in a burned out basement
with the full moon in my
eyes.
I was hoping for replacement
when the sun burst thru the
sky.
There was a band playing in my head
and I felt like getting
high.
I was thinking about what a,
friend had said
I was hoping it was
a lie.
Thinking about what a,
friend had said
I was hoping it was a
lie.

- Neil Young - After the Goldrush

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