Numb eyes visions every rise
Ring I’m gone home tomorrow
Almost longing with a yearning smile
Where rivers over night’s gone.

More are yellow beneath eyes
Take on more only red rice or wine
Need old top hat I nudge good
Torn on doors away yourself

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