Pond
Aloneaflameaflower
Whatever i'm doing here it's not fair
wasting water and wasting air
stay in bed and start a sound
keep your head cool underground
all aflame and all aflower
all alone in wigan tower
oh lord, what a paradise to be
all alone for just an hour
father, lover, supervisor
bleeding hearts for the bleeding heart
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