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- | It was spring in Pavlovia | + | It was spring in Pavlovia |
- | I was lost, in a maze | + | I was lost, in a maze |
- | Lysol breezes perfumed the air | + | Lysol breezes perfumed the air |
- | I'd been searching for days | + | I'd been searching for days |
- | I found you, in a cul-de-sac | + | I found you, in a cul-de-sac |
- | As bewildered as I | + | As bewildered as I |
We touched noses, and suddenly | We touched noses, and suddenly | ||
- | My heart learned how to fly | + | My heart learned how to fly |
- | + | So together we found our way | |
- | So | + | |
Shared a pellet, or two | Shared a pellet, or two | ||
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Like an evening in some cafe | Like an evening in some cafe | ||
- | Wanting nothing, but you | + | Wanting nothing, but you |
- | Autumn's come to Pavlovia | + | Autumn's come to Pavlovia |
- | Once again, I'm alone | + | Once again, I'm alone |
- | Finding sorrow by millivolts | + | Finding sorrow by millivolts |
- | Back to neurons and bone | + | Back to neurons and bone |
- | And I think of our moments then | + | And I think of our moments then |
- | Never knowing your name | + | Never knowing your name |
- | Nothing's left in Pavlovia | + | Nothing's left in Pavlovia |
- | But the maze, and the game | + | But the maze, and the game |