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Oh, this non-fatal flaw
In the logic of life
This clear epitaph
Is saving my hide
No design can be found
And this town feels so strange
With traffic as usual
Yet streets rearranged
An unpainted picture
Of how it will be
Go start where we ended
Your dreams, they are free
And when Superman lifts
And puts stallions to rest
A kiss from an angel
Makes stable girls blessed
An unpainted picture
Of how it will be
Go start where we ended
Your dreams, they are free