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Dark Blue Bottles

Lyrics
Verse 1 Dark blue bottles.
The dirt has made it hard to see
what they were when
they were new, boisterous blue
bright blue bottles.
Verse 2 And I feel that fog has filled my mind.
And I see a dead tree of my kind.
And I sadly feel that we don't mind
that we think forgetfulness is kind.
Verse 3 In my cellar
the world is taken over by dust and cold.
And mold has covered things of old.
And now I know that I cannot recall
anything at all.

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