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Gift
Everything you like
Has come down to me
Everything I lack
Will play down to you
I’ll take my boat
And I’ll head out
Throw away my thoughts
Let it pour down
To be alone in fog
A gift worth giving
Take away my sight
That I might be
Everything to do
Has nothing, for you
Everything I am
Is in the fryin’ pan
I’ll take my car
And I’ll drive off
I won’t be back
Till I’m alive
To be alone in fog
A gift worth giving
Take away my sight
That I might be
