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On his shoulder 
rests a violin
For his head where 
chaos reigns
But his heart can't 
find a simple way
To live with all these things 


- Neil Young On his shoulder rests a violin For his head where chaos reigns But his heart can't find a simple way To live with all these things - Neil Young
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