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How I lost my boy
How I lost my boy
How I lost my boy
How I lost my boy

The king did not die
He kept floating past my eyes
And singing his songs
Life was good now death's all wrong
Cause you can't feel a thing
No heart flutters in late spring
You just drift and pray
For sun-kissed golden days

And I can't hold what's in my hand
Don't do any good to say this isn't what I planned
And little kids slide down on the steel park slides
Little kids can't play with things that've died
Sometimes all I want's one favorite song
And two to three minutes don't seem so long
And where's my mom, I wanna hold her tight
She's so far away from crowded nights

I'm going cuckoo cuckoo
Well I'm going cuckoo cuckoo
I'm going

I said please stay
You can see me, don't go away
I can't see the landscape
Please describe it's amarynthian haze
It's odd where I am
They're people, you're not like them
They just look away
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For rain-quenched golden days

My tears quenched five feet along
And I can scream but cannot yawn
And people gonna come and people gonna cry, we cry!
We just hope it's worth the age we die
Don't try to erase what you have done
Put your favors in a mouth, and kiss it if it wants
And where's my friend, I wanna hold him tight
He's so far away from mountain light

I'm going cuckoo cuckoo
Well I'm going cuckoo cuckoo
I'm going

And I can't hold what's in my hand
Don't do any good to say this isn't what I planned
And little kids sliding down the steel park slides
Little kids can't play with things that've died
Sometimes all I want's one favorite song
And two to three minutes don't seem very long
And where's my mama, wanna hold her tight
She's so far away from crowded nights

I'm going cuckoo cuckoo
Well I'm going cuckoo cuckoo
I'm going



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