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Whirlwind of Rubbish - Toydrum/Gavin Clark
When when when will we meet
When I'm outside the station
A whirlwind of rubbish around my feet
When when when will you come
With an army around you
Will I turn on my toes will I run
Will you strip the branches from the trees
For me for me for me
The old life is over
The old life is over
When when when will we meet
Will you turn round and face me
The ship fallen far from it's fleet
When when when will you come
With a handful of sky
Paper thin moon on your tongue
Will you strip the branches from the trees
For me for me for me
The old life is over
The old life is over
