Ages of You Lyrics by REM

Ages of You Lyrics

    Postcard stowaway within
    Pristine indigo without
    Banded ottoman as such
    Sofa seated one too much

    All along the range all along the range
    Ages of you

    Train pulls over hanging bridge
    Conductor looks up, thinks
    out and down, hands stuck to the left
    to the right, you should fall,
    the horses just don't gossip anymore

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