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One More Glass Of Wine
AW (A Long while ago / England)

One More Glass Of Wine

Never say I was a clever man
Every inch the bleeding clown
Whose smiles are upside down
Revealed from dreams unwound
And none of them are found
In truth and lies there bound
As book falls to the ground
And opens at page nine
To reveal nothin’s mine
With one more Glass of Wine
The dreams become divine
And you know that you’re lyin’
Cus’ inside you are dyin’

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