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Who has dressed you in strange clothes of sand |
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Who has taken you far from my land |
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Who has said that my sayings were wrong |
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And who will say that i stayed much too long? |
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Clothes of sand have covered yor face |
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Given you meaning but taken my place |
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So make your way on down to the sea |
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Something has taken you so far from me |
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Does it now seem worth all the colour of skies |
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To see the earth through painted eyes |
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To look through panes of shaded glass |
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See the stains of winter's grass |
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Can you now return to from where you came |
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Try to burn your changing name |
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Or with silver spoons and coloured light |
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Will you worship moons in winter's night |
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Clothes of sand have covered your face |
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Given you meaning but taken my place |
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So make your way on down to the sea |
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Something has taken you so far from me |
