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And all my fingers ran off And I, I just couldn't follow them Your eyelash was an island And your eyes were someone's friend How could that have been? Well, I hardly was a real sweet thing Now when my smells grew some new smells And I just couldn't smell them all I smell my sister in the winter And my father in the fall Cross and then snow A tired moon