The leaf will leave the branches when it's time.
I'll cross the bridge and give you a surprise when it's time.
But when i see you, it'll taste like lime.
I think i'll be fine. What about you?
Thinking that i'm just a fool?
I need a location to place the noose.
With a chair, i'll hang my pea brain.
If you see her, let her know i love her.
C.K.
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