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Bright Eyes |
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Art Garfunkel |
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Is it a kind of a dream |
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Floating out on the tide |
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Following the river of death downstream |
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Oh, is it a dream? |
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There's a fog along the horizon |
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A strange glow in the sky |
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And nobody seems to know where you go |
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And what does it mean? |
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Oh, is it a dream? |
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Bright eyes |
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Burning like fire |
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Bright eyes |
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How can you close and fail? |
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How can the light that burned so brightly |
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Suddenly burn so pale? |
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Bright eyes |
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Is it a kind of shadow |
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Reaching into the night |
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Wandering over the hills unseen |
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Or is it a dream? |
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There's a high wind in the trees |
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A cold sound in the air |
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And nobody ever knows when you go |
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And where do you start |
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Oh, into the dark |
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Bright eyes |
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Burning like fire |
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Bright eyes |
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How can you close and fail? |
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How can the light that burned so brightly |
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Suddenly burn so pale? |
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Bright eyes |
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Bright eyes |
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Burning like fire |
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Bright eyes |
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How can you close and fail? |
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How can the light that burned so brightly |
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Suddenly burn so pale? |
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Bright eyes |