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Sitting by the river and I see the light, |
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There's something cold in the air tonight, |
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The rippling reflections pass me by, |
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And my friends and my enemies I can't define, |
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Sounds like... |
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Well, sitting down in company, |
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There's too many grey faces facing me, |
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And I can't think to see or think, |
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Look out my window of reality, |
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And I said maybe someday I'll know, |
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What everyone seems to know, |
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Maybe someday I'll know, |
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What everyone seems to know, |
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Sitting by the river and I see the light, |
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Something cold in the air tonight, |
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And the rippling reflections pass me by, |
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Friends and my enemies don't reply, |
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Maybe someday I'll know, |
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What everyone seems to know, |
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Maybe maybe someday I'll know, |
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What everyone seems to know, |
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Do you remember, |
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Over and over, |
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This is how you, |
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Hide over, |
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I tried so hard to find you, |
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Tell that I loved you, |
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But baby I forgot I'd forgotten that tool, |
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Belongs to your ambitions, |
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But my own inhibitions baby, |
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Maybe someday I'll know, |
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What everyone seems to know, |
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Maybe someday I'll know, |
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How everyone seems to know |
