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last night i dreamt that i was you

 i was dressed all in black with dark glasses and attitude

 such a pose i could simply not hold

 through days in a northern town that i had once called a home

 and your studies of fringe new york streets

 i was reading the pavement in every word you would speak

 to a brownstone up three flights of stairs and it's on

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trust fund hipsters all casing the room

 chock full of amphetamines, the overturned kick drum boom

 set the pace with incomparable cool

 and if the tempo was lousy it was lost on all but you

 and your studies of fringe new york streets

 i was reading the pavement in every word you would speak

 to a brownstone up three flights of stairs and it's on