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Gene Reah Tucker


With that cigarette in your lips
And your head on my shoulder
We could argue with the night
And win for ourselves
A piece of time made for no other
Take that time and build
One step toward heaven
Then begin another,
Or we might just surrender to the dark
And take what we can get
A hand on your cheek
A head on a shoulder
Cigarette in your lips