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And I see the blue-eyed surfer boy’s gone home

To the west coast

And the Clerk Street morning

Haunted with the figures of your friends

But if you get too tired

You can lay your hair across my pillow

The darkness coming quickly

At this time of year

But you can lay your hands on me

If you like

Yeah, you can lay your hands on me

For a while

That night inside the fog

I saw a policeman getting lost

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