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I think I've traveled here before |
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And stood upon this velvet shore |
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That looks out to the golden ship of reason |
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The man took to the gentle life |
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The wind cried to the skies |
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I felt that I would cry as I was leaving |
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Tomorrow is a step away |
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Twice removed from yesterday's sadness |
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Still I am a dream away |
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Twice removed from yesterday's sweet madness |
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And in my dream I thought I heard |
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The truth behind the spoken word |
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I thought that I had something to believe in |
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But all too soon the dream was gone |
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And in the dust that lingered on |
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The tears that I'd she'd tried to free me |
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Tomorrow is a step away |
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Twice removed from yesterday's sadness |
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Still I am a dream away |
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Twice removed from yesterday's sweet madness |
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I think I've traveled here before |
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And stood upon this velvet shore |
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That looks out to the golden ship of reason |
