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My Song

from Doubt – free by The Far Stairs

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No security, but what’s my option? No one’s ever had a guarantee. If I get outta this, it’ll be like Christmas. If I get outta this, it’ll be like walking down a road in summer where time flows backwards, a flash of light through the southern trees, a year of silence and all’s forgiven, red dust falling on a shining sea. No insurance or transportation, all the houses burning cold and slow. If I get outta this, it’ll be like whistling. If I get outta this, it’ll be like Peter won the war in the valley where the sunlight showers a river winding through the melting snow, the grace of armies when the storm has lifted, the bright cloud drifting where the mushrooms glow, and what more could I ask for?

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from Doubt – free, released November 2, 1925

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