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I woke up in a dream, I'd been sleepin' in a mirror, Oh will anything ever become clear? Take a word and take a thought, Bend them 'round and make them talk. Does anybody know, does anybody care? Does anybody feel the heat when you are standing there?
Don't cry on my guitar, it never cried on you.
And in the end, when it's all startin' over
Don't cry on my guitar, it never cried on you.
1993 or so. |
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