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You stroll into the marketplace thinking about a watch You'll buy for a friend You think about the sense you repeat to yourself At home in your bed
Don't tell me now It's out of my sight No glimpses allowed Don't tell me now It's out of my sight There's more than these sounds But why I don't know
The lengths you have gone to today To sit yourself down And how about the queue for your time, now you'll know And how you don't change
Don't tell me now It's out of my sight No glimpses allowed Don't tell me now It's out of my sight There's more than these sounds But why I don't know
I hold onto myself I hold onto myself Hold onto myself
Don't tell me now It's out of my sight No glimpses allowed Don't tell me now It's out of my sight There's more than these sounds But why I don't know
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