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Fox runs with the lightning Worked its way into an open field Come midnight, we'll all be dreaming It's the owl who owns the evening Remember when the engine quit? My head against the steering wheel You sparked up, began to grin You and all your silver linings Desert flowers wait for rain Scattered seeds along the plains Storms will swell, the days will fly I'll love you like the passing time There's hissing in the underbrush Let's try and not talk too much Promise I won't say a thing It's the owl who owns the evening From Letras Mania