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The Secret Seven
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Note to Self
I'm an afterthought of an asterisk The second son of a calculated risk A Pollock canvas on a blank wall You don't know me at all
I am Brooklyn lost in the Cape's kiss Annie Hall with a clenched fist Spiritus after last call You don't know me at all But sometimes I feel free There are no ghosts between these walls There's only you and me
And some nights end just right when there's nothing left to talk about and I don't want to fight and for a moment it's all right
I am the last in a series of firsts Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The best of the worst of the worst A virgin birth at the Town Hall You don't know me at all
I am a snow day in a summer town An airstream trailer that sits broken down Not even one shot of the four of us on the wall You don't know me at all
But sometimes I feel free There are no ghosts between these walls There's only you and me
And some nights end just right when there's nothing left to talk about and I don't want to fight and for a moment it's all right
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