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I'm playing my guitar while my sister bangs the jar |
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The glass sets up a sound like people laughing |
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It's going to my brain and it's easing all my pain |
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I must hear this sound again 'cause time is passing |
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I'm walking by the sea and the seagull sings for me |
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The crabs are swimming down among the starfish |
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The rocks, all clatter down, seagulls fly around |
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But the whole trip rubs it in that time is passing, passing |
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Find it, I got to hear it all again |
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My heart has heard the sound of harmony |
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Blind to it as my tears fall again |
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It's only by the music I'll be free |
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There's something in the whisper of the trees |
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Millions hear it, still they can't believe |
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There are echoes of it splashing in the waves |
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As an empire of dead men leave their graves |
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Don't listen to people talk, don't listen to 'em selling souls |
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Don't listen to me or words from men above |
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Don't hear it in your needs and don't hear it in your greeds |
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Just hear it in the sound of time a passing |
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Find it, I got to hear it all again |
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My heart has heard the sound of harmony |
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Blind to it as my tears fall again |
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It's only by the music I'll be free |
