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you have pretty brown eyes

i see you sitting by a fig tree

on the top of a hill

playing a pipe

making noises

and little people coming by to dance

and you stand, and bow

and walk off into the sunset

like a minstrel

but you stop every so often

to close your eyes

and go back to your fig tree

i feel very safe

if we are walking down dark streets

to 7-11

because you always have that musical pipe

and i like that you let me listen