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I see double up ahead |
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Where the riverboat swayed beneath the sun |
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Is where the river runs red |
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Like a King who stalks the wings and shoots a dove |
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And frees an eagle instead |
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It's more or less the same as the things that you said |
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I see trouble up the road |
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Like the things you found in love are by the way |
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And like to cheat on your soul |
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Like the best and worst of thoughts that lose control |
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Before you lie on your bed |
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It's more or less the same as the things that you said |
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Anyway for all the things you know tell me why does the river not flow |
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Anyway for all the things you said tell me why does the river run red |
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Anyway for all the things you've seen tell me when will the river run green |
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And anyway for all the things you know tell me why does the river not flow |
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It's more or less the things you fail to say in your way that's your trouble |
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Like a King who stalks the wings and shoots the moon and the stars |
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And his double |
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It's more or less the same as the things that you said |
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I see trouble up ahead |
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Where the river boat swayed beneath the sun |
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Is where the river runs red |
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I see double - that's my trouble. |