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Bright Eyes A Machine Spiritual In The Peoples Key

The people's key ringing through arena seats The black machine played it all from memory A fever dream, well, I'll come back eventually To wade into the

booth One for me, now one for you How did we get so far away from us? How did we get so far away? One for the people, one for the parliament One for

booth One for me, now one for you How did we get so far away from us? How did we get so far away? One for the people, one for the parliament One for

booth One for me, now one for you How did we get so far away from us? How did we get so far away? One for the people, one for the parliament One for

booth One for me, now one for you How did we get so far away from us? How did we get so far away? One for the people, one for the parliament One for

booth One for me, now one for you How did we get so far away from us? How did we get so far away? One for the people, one for the parliament One for