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Evan Jaron

another cold day three weeks in a row I spend more time getting dressed than where it is I go there are people on the streets shaking out their hands

Was he a painter? Underground major? Wasn't he conspiring with Ralph Nader Sunday afternoons in Central Park? Was he a writer? A freedom fighter? Did

I call her up at midnight I say I'm feeling scared Boy you've got to let it go I tell her what we've got is so right can it last out there In this world

so you come outside to finally take a look up in the sky where the angels dream at night I said hey that's my star your dreaming upon girl get your

I am lying down with my feet crossed in bed it's a fuzzy-headed morning I don't know I'm not dead I don't know what time it is but it's later than

don't tell yourself you're all alone don't tell your friends you're on your own don't look around for other fish in the sea just hold on baby and wait

you don't think the way I do you've got your own point of view we don't see eye to eye on many things even when we try I find in you what I don't

so its over now and we don't need to end it how we think we should think about how long its taken for me to feel comfortable around you naked why throw

tell me do you plan this pain does it come down on you like the rain is there something I can say to you I can't stop the storm tell me do you plan