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Silhouette seasons and far-away reasons are all I have now |
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Borders can keep me if Rio will have me to dance and to drown |
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Take to the harbor like sails to set |
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Sleep for the evening in failed regret |
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Hold on to skylines of pale and coal |
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Clouds on horizons and love to grow old |
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On the way I will go |
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Where the days left to breathe |
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Are not gone, are still long |
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I am traveling on |
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Love is a hazard in lower Manhattan |
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You cannot escape, and musn't be saddened |
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By men who abandon your eyes for another's |
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There are always Brazilian boys to discover |
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Set your sights straight now |
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Don't forget pain |
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Drink 'til tomorrow becomes yesterday |
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Think of the shorelines you have yet to see |
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Men who will hold you with eyes you believe |
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On the way I will go |
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Where the days left to breathe |
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Are not gone, are still long |
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I am traveling on |
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On the way I will go |
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Where the days left to breathe |
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Are not gone, are still long |
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I am traveling on |
