Letra 11 1/2 (My Favorite Age) de Weaver At The Loom

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11 1/2 (My Favorite Age)
Weaver At The Loom
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Cross off your name and disavow everything you said that you would not allow. Oh, we'll be no one when we're through, but everyone we knew
I just don't know the hurry to grow. Because in the end, we'll all pretend, we're everyone we know
Cut off your fingerprints. They don't matter where we are going. We all won't know ourselves, ourselves if we try, to fall into disguise
I just don't know the hurry to grow. Because in the end, we'll all pretend, we're everyone we know
Are you your own? Are you everyone you know? Out with the undertow? Caught in the strangle hold? Or are you all your own?


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