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Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, |
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I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. |
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Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, |
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In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. |
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Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, |
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Vanished from my hand, |
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Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping. |
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My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, |
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I have no one to meet |
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And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming. |
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Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, |
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My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, |
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My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels |
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To be wanderin'. |
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I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade |
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Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, |
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I promise to go under it. |
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Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, |
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It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run |
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And but for the sky there are no fences facin'. |
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And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme |
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To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind, |
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I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're |
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Seein' that he's chasing. |
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Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, |
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Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, |
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The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, |
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Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. |
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Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, |
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Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, |
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With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, |
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Let me forget about today until tomorrow. |
