Lonely are the summer lights

Can you send me money so that I can take a trip the city streets are lonely and I do not find it hip I want to climb a mountain adventure to the Sea my mind is calling Eastward Heart Won’t Let It Be summer lights are lonely when you’re not driving in a car across the field to Meadows down past the bars there are several ways to look at life what is trap forever in a cage the other one is freedom and always have something to look forward to or if it work for Mysteries and surprises I think I’d die of this disease

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