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Out on the tar plains the glides are moving |
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All looking for a new place to drive |
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You sit beside me so newly charming |
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Sweat and dew drops glisten fresh in your side |
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And the sun drips down bedding heavy behind |
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The front of your dress all shadowy lined |
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And the droning engine throbs in time |
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With your beating heart |
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Way down the lane away living for another day |
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The aphids swarm up in the drifting haze |
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Swim seagull in the sky towards that other western isle |
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My envied lady holds you fast in her gaze (2x): |
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And the sun drips down bedding heavily behind |
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The front of your dress all shadowy lined |
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And the droning engine throbs in time |
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With your beating heart |
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Sing blue silver and watching lovers part |
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I feel you smiling |
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Glass splinters lie so deep in your mind to tear out from your eyes with a word to stiffen brooding lies but |
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I only watch you leave me further behind (2x): |
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And the sun drips down bedding heavily behind |
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The front of your dress all shadowy lined |
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And the droning engine throbs in time |
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With your beating heart |
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Sing blue silver |
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Sing, sing blue silver |
