I Met a Lyrxo
I met a genius on the train today, about six years old
He sat beside me, and as the train ran along the coast
We came to the ocean
And we both looked out the window at the ocean
And then he looked at me and said, "It's not pretty"
It was the first time I'd realized that
I met a genius on the train today, about six years old
He sat beside me, and as the train ran along the coast
We came to the ocean
And we both looked out the window at the ocean
And then he looked at me and said, "It's not pretty"
It was the first time I'd realized that
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