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Once upon a time i stalked the streets on raining evenings |
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When the distant sea blended with the sky |
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Past coliseum's filled with brass on pavements carved from toasted glass |
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I carried in my heart a word or two |
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You dashing horseman all gone away |
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Left you a stable bill to pay |
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And now the golden calf has turned to clay |
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All my feelings dressed in gloves |
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Couldn't touch your windswept harbour love |
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White and open-necked you would still play |
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I'd resort to sleepwalking to catch the mood that fills the sails |
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With harvest nets and tides don't ever bring |
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But every night was halloween, and every friend fell in between |
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And how capricious nature ruled my mind |
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You dashing horseman all gone away |
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Left you a stable bill to pay |
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And now the golden calf has turned to clay |
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All my feelings dressed in gloves |
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Couldn't touch your windswept harbour love |
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White and open-necked you would still play |
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Once upon a time i stalked the streets on raining evenings |
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When the distant sea blended with the sky |
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Past coliseum's filled with brass on pavements carved from toasted glass |
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I carried in my heart a word or two |
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But you would always make me see today |
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You dashing horseman all gone away |
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Left you a stable bill to pay |
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And now the golden calf has turned to clay |
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All my feelings dressed in gloves |
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Couldn't touch your windswept harbour love |
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White and open-necked you would still play |
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I sound so different these days, i barely can believe i'm here |
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If i didn't know better, i would swear i was someone else |
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Lord i can't believe, i don't believe i'm me |
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But who on earth could i be ? |
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You dashing horseman all gone away |
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Left you a stable bill to pay |
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And now the golden calf has turned to clay |
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All my feelings dressed in gloves |
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Couldn't touch your windswept harbour love |
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White and open-necked you would still play |