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You go on ahead for a while, I would like to follow you a while |
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You go on ahead for a while, I would like to just follow you a while |
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I'd like to watch the white flash of your heels as they take turns |
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Breaking the desert heat, to beckon me in languages I've never learned |
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And I'd like to have you navigate to hills where no musicians live |
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And on the way decide what 'bendings' of your will you're willing to forgive |
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And I'd like to think the actors never banded |
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And I'd like to throw this trumpet down and go on empty handed |
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And I'd like to think I am not one of them, but I know I am |
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So I'd like to just follow you a while |
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You go on ahead for a while, I would like to just follow you a while |
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And you go on ahead for a while, I would like to just follow you a while |
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And when me and the boys were out we killed a thousand butterflies |
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so I put their wings into my mouth and said a prayer for our safe arrival |
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And then a big black car crossed our path, and I wondered whether or not that shit was empty |
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You go.. |
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See the sirens and the lizards flick their tongues behind the stage |
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See the actor keep a ritual to keep them all at bay |
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He would like to come home naked without war paint on his face |
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And appear before you virgin white if virgins are still chaste |
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So wait, you've got to wait, and you've got to wait, and you've got to wait |
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And you've got to wait, and you've got to wait, and you've got to wait for me |
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And I'll appear before you virgin white if virgins are still chaste |
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Then I'd like to just follow you a while |
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If there are two eyes in my head, there are four seasons in a year |
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and reflections on the water of a burning yellow sphere |
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And the days add up to weeks, add up to months, and add up, and add up |
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And add up, and add up, and add up, and add up, and add up, and add up, and add up |
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And If there are two eyes in my head, there are four seasons in a year (Add up, add up, add up, add up) |
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And reflections on the water of a burning yellow sphere (Add up, add up, add up, add up) |
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And the days add up to weeks, add up to months, and add up, and add up to years (Add up, add up, add up, add up, add up) |
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add up to years, and add up to years, add up to years, and add up oh (Add up, add up, add up, add up, add up, add up, add up) |
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And if reflections on the water sometimes look like burning tears |
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We can watch them changing shape without pushing off the pier |
