Elegy for the Years

Lyrics

Mark Blackhill visited me again I was picking pears I could not look away but I saw nothing for the tears Mark Blackhill told me he had won a lottery at some faire and now he could afford to describe me as his dear Mark Blackhill youre a child of twentyseven years what you decide to call me nobody here cares

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