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World you are a mill |
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Do you grind away until |
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Every grain of life is tilled |
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Girl you're like a running stream |
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And every line I've tossed you've washed it clean |
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Upon the shore you're headed for the sea |
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There's a peace that I've always found |
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In a lonesome serenade |
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Such a piece of mind overwhelms |
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As my every desire's replayed |
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Oh oh oh in a lonesome serenade |
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Rowed on paddle boats |
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In a past of mine I've never known |
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On a lake of polished stone |
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Take us far away |
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To an island where she can't be swayed |
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By another man's embrace |
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There's a peace that I've always found |
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In a lonesome serenade |
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Such a piece of mind overwhelms |
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As my every desire's replayed |
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Oh oh oh in a lonesome serenade |
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Warmed when you become |
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Reckon all that growin' pains you some |
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Still you smile what's done is done |
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There's a peace that I've always found |
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In a lonesome serenade |
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Such a piece of mind overwhelms |
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As my every desire's replayed |
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Oh oh oh like a lonesome serenade |
