Mostly : There are diamonds passing by, as the signal is real, on a drunken road fools and foolish folk, heat their engine and blow smoke, so violate that shadowy place with angels going through, the feeling of another chance past mystery.

There are diamonds passing by, as the signal is real, on a drunken road fools and foolish folk, heat their engine and blow smoke, so violate that shadowy place with angels going through, the feeling of another chance past mystery.

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