Educational Center for AnythingTake me back to the days musicians mocked the painters,and the dancers did too, with cheeseburgers in tow.But I remember the rain, oh how it poured! When you slept with the clarinetist and your Coyote heart, it died. So take me back, to the days when the golden catshelped my rhythm by singing their own tunes.when the German flowed, a river on my lipsa wavering in the still airA more beautiful sound I have yet to hear.Though I never knew their words.The days, they left, with rolls of thunderand I was caged, over and again.I am free now, but I seek those days yet again.The snow covers everything, and you almost
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