And the guitar baby stumbles. The entire baby stumbled right

into the blind and light,

look into the face of the sun.

From the midwest of the sun,

on the midwest of some all the way to San Francisco,

the great, look into the face of the sign.

When you have a lot,

a lot of Antonio. Oh, I know it's all young.

So hard to start new. The first a different time. who you were back then,

but that's no longer you.

Good friends burned bright and blew out.

And now you're still around.

Look into the face of the sun.

The heart flies way in. The lifelines waiting at the smiling line

to ask you what it's like,

looking to the face of the sun.

The beautiful. New the fall I was so young

so hard to start new.

So defined by the new you were so declined by

who you were a bad fan?

But that's no longer for you. You stumbled right into the blood.

Guitar, baby, you stumbled right into the blinding light,

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