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Moon Of The Red Grass

…and young we were in relation to the singers of our time,
and then later, we were young like love
          turned loose in the stream, like
money and her enzymes, all of this against a blue-sky backdrop.
You and me, legendary crazy, but gone now
          to lose the madness over mountains;
moon of the red grass, baby.

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