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Pierre is walking Under a red umbrella The clouds look like an animal Pierre, you feel so big but then so small Every single time she calls you You, for you I'm holding on Whispers are spreading Like miles of winter Someone's lonely saxophone Strangles him with a lone note It makes sure he's dead Then it runs home to you He says