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Here's to the lone and wayward sun, |
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For to love is to leave |
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For to run like a rolling stone |
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I fell in with men who were wicked in the end |
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As we roam by and by so these crimes multiply |
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See this wayward sun, boy |
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May you live to run another day |
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Dark is the heart |
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And dreams will come |
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To the swift and the dead |
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To the poor and the wayward sun |
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My love can't you see what is happening to me |
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All I touch turns to sand |
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Sifting out through my hand |
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I can see the future in your eyes |
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Shining like a million skies, |
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Over all, over all my petty crimes, |
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I've a built a dream |
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I know you should hate me, |
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But you celebrate me every time I'm on your side, |
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My eyes open wide, |
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The future's winging like a bird out over the void |
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And all my petty crimes and curses, |
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They are destroyed |
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I know you should hate me, |
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But you elevate me up into the stratosphere, |
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I no longer care that I am terrified, alright, |
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But you are the cure, |
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Because all my petty crimes and curses, |
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They disappear. |
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I can feel the future in your skin, |
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Catch the spirits as they spin, |
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All around, all around my petty crimes |
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I've built a tree |
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I know you should hate me, |
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But you rearrange me |
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Coming off the starting line, |
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A hammer and twine, |
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The future is winging like a bird |
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Out over the void |
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And all my petty crimes and curses they are destroyed. |
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Now a serpent spoke to me, |
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He was hanging from a pale and nameless tree, |
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Upon the plain, where the gods are all insane, |
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His voice was like the wind that blows, |
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A thousand crows all rising into flight |
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Upon the night, alright. |
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So now I left him in his tree, |
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Stole some horses, |
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Took the road that runs in circles to the sea, |
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But the snake he followed me, |
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So I hopped a ship, |
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A silver seed, |
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Past galaxies and stars we speed, |
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To endless planets, worlds unknown |
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Where will you go, |
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When our love's gone? |
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When this world of ours is nothing more than a long lost song? |
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This road that we're on, is where we both belong? |
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As the years disappear will you wait for me here? |
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See this wayward sun, boy |
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May you live to run another day |