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Have you ever watched a moonbeam as it slid across your windowpane |
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Or struggled with a bit of rain or danced about the weathervane |
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Or sat along a moving train and wondered where the train has been? |
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Or on a fence with bits of crap around its bottom |
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Blown there by a wind beam who searches for the moonbeam |
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Who was last seen |
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Looking at the tracks of the careless wind beam |
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Or moving to the tracks of the tireless freight train |
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And lighting up the sides of the weathervane |
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And the bits of rain and the windowpane |
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And the eyes of those who think they saw what happened |
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Have you ever watched a moonbeam as it slid across your windowpane |
|
Or struggled with a bit of rain or danced about the weathervane |
|
Or sat along a moving train and wonder where the train has been? |
|
Looking at the tracks of the careless wind beam |
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Or moving to the tracks of the tireless freight train |
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And lighting up the sides of the weathervane |
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And the bits of rain and the windowpane |
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And the eyes of those who think they saw what happened |
