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Lazy summer afternoon |
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Screened-in porch and nothin' to do |
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I just kicked off my tennis shoes |
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Slouchin' in a plastic chair |
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Rakin' my fingers through my hair |
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I close my eyes and I leave 'em there |
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And I yawn, and sigh, and slowly fade away |
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Deep enough to dream in brilliant |
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Colors I have never seen |
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Deep enough to join a billion |
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People for a wedding feast |
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Deep enough to reach out and touch |
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The face of the one who made me |
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Oh, the love I feel, and oh the peace |
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Do I ever have to wake up |
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Awakened by a familiar sound |
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A clumsy fly is buzzin' around |
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He bumps the screen and he tumbles down |
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He gathers about his wits and pride |
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And tries again for the hundredth time |
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'Cause freedom calls from the other side |
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And I smile and nod, and slowly drift away |
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Deep enough to dream in brilliant |
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Colors I have never seen |
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Deep enough to join a billion |
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People for a wedding feast |
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Deep enough to reach out and touch |
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The face of the one who made me |
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Oh, the love I feel, and oh the peace |
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Do I ever have to wake up |
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'Cause peace is pouring over my soul |
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See the lambs and the lions playin' |
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I join in and I drink the music |
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Holiness is the air I'm breathin' |
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My faithful heroes break the bread |
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And answer all of my questions |
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Not to mention what the streets are made of |
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My heart's held hostage by this love |
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Colors I have never seen |
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Deep enough to join a billion |
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People for a wedding feast |
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Deep enough to reach out and touch |
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The face of the one who made me |
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Deep enough to dream in brilliant |
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Colors I have never seen |
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Deep enough to join a billion |
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People for a wedding feast |
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Deep enough to reach out and touch |
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The face of the one who made me |
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Oh, the love I feel and oh the peace |
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Do I ever have to wake up, do I ever have to wake up |
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Do I really have to wake up now |
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Deep enough to dream in brilliant colors |
