mister, aren't you aware
mountains lowered down
and the sun, and the air
all bowedmister, didn't you know
skies are on your eyes
blue; full of sorrow
white and wise.
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mister, aren't you aware
mountains lowered down
and the sun, and the air
all bowedmister, didn't you know
skies are on your eyes
blue; full of sorrow
white and wise.