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Karate - First Release
...3,
2,
1
I
knew
a
love
That
could
scare
all
the
wings
off
the
doves
Outside
my
window
as
they'd
stretch
out
their
lungs
From
rooftop
to
rooftop
it
would
come
With
new
weather
as
the
blank
dormers
stared
At
each
other
in
the
thick
Autumn
air
Was
that
Allston
in
late
89
Or
some
other
place,
some
other
time?
Anyway
It
doesn't
change
what
I'm
trying
to
say
It's
just
that
something
seems
to
be
missing
these
days
Come's
still
around
but
the
band
doesn't
play
Gone
is
gone
from
Diskovery
piles
Chinatown
seems
like
3
more
miles
And
I
can
hardly
discern
between
styles
Or
kids'
twisted
looks,
and
genuine
smiles
...3,
2,
1
Now,
when
I'm
alone
I
want
to
feel
like
one
kid
getting
stoned
Only
to
keep
things
a
little
more
clear
Just
to
be
able
to
hold
on
to
a
simple
idea
And
when
I'm
with
you
I
want
to
notice
everything
as
we
do
To
catch
every
bit
bit
of
blur,
squint
chill,
and
red
From
sand
dunes,
San
Soliel,
and
sunsets
You
know
that
all
was
both
heaven
and
Hell
for
me
Smashed
more
than
one
glass
gesture
of
jealousy
Remember,
three
to
two
rooms,
girlfriends
made
it
more
And
you
always
left
my
singles
on
the
bedroom
floor
The
bedroom
floor
...3,
2,
1
Now
I've
got
some
friends
They've
been
hanging
around
since
God
knows
when
They
still
like
to
tell
me
each
and
every
time
I
mouth
off
or
get
out
of
line
But
these
days
I
know
to
watch
what
I
say
Although
I
still
do
things
my
own
way
I
still
spin
the
same
sounds
for
these
unsatisfied
ears
Because
there's
always
something
new,
something
new
to
hear
You
know
that
all
was
both
Heaven
and
Hell
for
me
Smashed
more
than
one
glass
gesture
of
jealousy
Remember,
three
to
two
rooms,
girlfriends
made
it
more
And
you
always
left
my
singles
on
the
bedroom
floor
I
should
not
have
left
that
shit
go
for
so
cheap
I
wish
I
still
had
that
first
release
I
was
just
trying
to
pay
some
rent,
to
keep
on
my
feet
I
guess
there
are
some
things
I
should
take
from
back
then,
and
some
things
I
could
leave
...3,
2,
1
Some
things
I
could
leave
...3,
2,
1
Now,
when
I'm
alone
I
want
to
feel
like
one
kid
getting
stoned
Only
to
keep
things
a
little
more
clear
Just
to
be
able
to
hold
on
to
a
simple
idea
And
when
I'm
with
you
I
want
to
notice
everything
as
we
do
To
catch
every
bit
bit
of
blur,
squint
chill,
and
red
From
sand
dunes,
San
Soliel,
and
sunsets
You
know
that
all
was
both
Heaven
and
Hell
for
me
Smashed
more
than
one
glass
gesture
of
jealousy
Remember,
three
to
two
rooms,
girlfriends
made
it
more
And
you
always
left
my
singles
on
the
bedroom
floor
I
should
not
have
left
that
shit
go
for
so
cheap
I
wish
I
still
had
that
first
release
I
was
just
trying
to
pay
some
rent,
to
keep
on
my
feet
I
guess
there
are
some
things
I
should
take
from
back
then,
and
some
things
I
could
leave
...3,
2,
1
Some
things
I
could
leave
...3,
2,
1
Some
things
I
could
leave
...3,
2,
1
Some
things
I
could
leave
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