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I like these lyrics:

"All the jagged edges disappear
Colors all look brighter when you're near
The stars are all afire in the sky
Sometimes I get so lonely I could..."

Do you know what song they are from?

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I wish that we could walk along a beach,
or a country road, on a cool, crisp day.
I suppose we could, but I wonder if we would.

I sweep the boardwalk, working overnight.
Someday I hope to visit during the day.
I'd watch the littering bastards.
I'd enjoy poking them in the ass with
my pointy instrument.
Maybe they'd complain, but maybe they'd understand
and smile and buy me a coffee.
I take cream and sugar.

I talk to a monkey.
He listens through the floor.
It's the day of our departure,
but the monkey is going to stay.
It's okay, though, because that
monkey steals from me when I sleep.
Maybe I'll buy a ferret.
Maybe I'll go it alone.