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You fell asleep little sister
With a smile on your face
Sweet scented smoke still lingering
In your tangled hair
A summer child in mild autumn light
Completely out of place
Far from your Shangri-La
And going nowhere
Oh...
The things we lack
The things we've got
And what we are
And what we're not
Oh don't you think it's just sublime
We're incomplete and out of time
The things they said little sister
Written on your brow
Did you know you're beautiful
Did you realize
On a warm wasted morning
All there is this now
There's no tree of knowledge our transient paradise
Oh...
The things we lack
The things we've got
And what we are
And what we're not
Oh don't you think it's just sublime
We're incomplete and out of time...
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