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She said I cannot tell you why, she said I'm in a rush |
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There are softer dreams for you to think about now love |
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Things that you have seen this night that run by that the river's flow |
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I can use you if you're in the flame, I'm a growin' old |
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And no this is not the summer dream she said |
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It's just the drying of the lawns I want to leave out there |
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Well I've said I've sailed the frozen corners of the dark Atlantic Sea |
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And I drifted on the waves and the mirage beneath |
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And never have I felt such numb and pointless searchin' true |
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As when I set my eyes and torched the plans on the mark of you |
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And no this is not the summer dream she said |
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It's just the drying of the lawns I want to leave out there |
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She said you follow me like sheep that think this king could do some harm |
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But I tell you boy I'm frightened still with a sister's heart |
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I set my eyes upon the shore whenever you wake up |
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I'm leavin' because you don't feel what you're dreamin' of |
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And no this is not the summer dream she said |
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It's just the drying of the lawns I want to leave out there |
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But I will stand down in the hallway with no thought to leave the set |
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Of a movie I will sure as hell not end just yet |
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If pain and awful romance then this mornin' is for us |
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It will never ran and our last dream will leave this house |
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And no this is not the summer dream I said |
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It's just the drying of the lawns that want to leave us here |
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Oh it's the drying of the lawns that want to leave us here |
