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Upon a veil of midnight blue, Elvis Costello

Upon a veil of midnight blue, Elvis Costello

You find your tongue is tied
Your words escape and hide
But she’s so patient and kind
She’s prepared to read your mind
That’s very well till you find
Because of the wine you drank
Your mind is just a blank

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