If finding change is somehow a sign I welcome every cent For in my mind, the pennies Help to prove you’re near I always seem to find them At my deepest, darkest moments When angst and despair come creeping To make me lose sight of…
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If finding change is somehow a sign I welcome every cent For in my mind, the pennies Help to prove you’re near I always seem to find them At my deepest, darkest moments When angst and despair come creeping To make me lose sight of…