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Shall we look at the moon, my little loon Why do you cry? Make the most of your life, while it is rife While it is light~ Sufjan Stevens, Forth of July


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I have a secret to tell
From my electrical well
It’s a simple message and I’m leaving out the whistles and bells
So the room must listen to me
Filibuster vigilantly
My name is blue canary one note* spelled l-i-t-e
My story’s infinite
Like the Longines Symphonette it doesn’t rest ~ They Might Be Giants