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I climbed the hill, lay in the grass |
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A little dark-eyed girl drifted past |
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She said all the best is come, it could not last |
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And the worst, it has come true |
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Her hands are small and fluttered up |
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I lay amongst the buttercups |
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I pulled on my coat and buttoned it up |
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For the worst, it had come true |
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Sail away, sail away |
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To a place where your troubles can't follow |
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Sail away, sail away |
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Save all your tears for tomorrow |
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Orphans of the city moved toward us |
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and the swallows swooped and the starlings warned us |
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And the peril in everything |
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It assured us that the worst had come true |
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And all my sorrows made their bed beside me |
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The shame, the disgrace and the brutality |
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And she whispered then "Let laughter flee." |
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For the worst, it has come true |
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Dry your tears, forget while we're here |
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Leave all your sorrows behind you |
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Never lose heart, all things will pass |
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To a place where your troubles can't find you |
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She came beside me amongst my coat |
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Her breath was warm against my throat |
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We clung to each other so very close |
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For the worst, it had come true |
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Sail away, sail away |
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To a place where your heart will not shame you |
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Take my hand through this night without end |
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For the worst, it has come to claim you |
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Sail away, sail away |
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To a place where no one can betray you |
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Take my hand through this night without end |
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For the worst, it has come to claim you |
