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We smelled your soup on the fire cooking |
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We saw your toys and your pencils looking bright |
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So bright and yet they come from oh so far away |
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We heard your flags and your banners flapping |
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We felt the air from from your hands all clapping time |
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In time, I'm sure your time is not so far away |
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Millions, all moving forward |
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Millions, all babbling crossword |
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Millions, all flow at water |
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Millions, all bright with laughter |
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He make you glowing |
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He bake you golden like a yangtse mud |
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I saw your writing on paper landing |
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Your stamps showed bridges and temples standing still |
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So still, and yet they're standing oh so far away |
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I saw you asking for western thinking |
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I say it's poison that you'll be drinking |
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Stay as East, as far away as dreams will let you be |
