Fairy dust
Forty fives
Static sunshine in the evening
Polaroid lullabies whisper softly to her ears
Infinite
Summer haze
Days of heaven then they vanish
Watch you board
Sorrow trains
Pack your dreams and steal away
Now she's grown
Time has sewn
A lady's dress for her
A woman's face
Shows no trace
Of last year's little girl
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