( Symphonie pour le Matin )<Hey Mister, got a smoke?") And some lights come on and some go off and the fog stretches at the end of its short life, anxkious for the sun to unravel it once again. And these are the early buses with the same people every day and how is your wife/husband/children and did you swe that show and did the Reds win? And I stand in the same spot I did yesterday and will tomorrow, listening to the city and the absence of you that I would change. ("Hey Mister" Hey Mister" "Got a spare life?" "Do you mister? Mister?"
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