"There was music in the cafes at night, and revolution in the air"
I'm all Tangled Up in Blue...
Brad DeLong
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>I've never understood what happens next:
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>Then he started dealing in slaves?
>And something inside of him died?
>She had to sell everything she owned?
>And froze up inside?
>And when finally the bottom fell out I became withdrawn?
>The only thing I knew how to do was to keep on keeping on like a bird
>that flew?
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>Heavy, man.
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>Brad DeLong