Look up, it’s Aurora in the sky Buzzin’, jerkin’, he sees through her eye Slicin’ up my homesick reverie From way up there, the treetops are just pilling in the sheets
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Mid October, bored in North Conway Startin’ up a ball game Making the rules up as we play He said the ball was once a C-list movie star’s I miss it ’cause I’m laughing It gets stuck under a car And I took the joke too far again, again
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