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Out on the tar plains, the glides are moving |
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All looking for a new place to drive |
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You sit beside me, so newly charming |
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Sweating dewdrops glisten, freshing your side |
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(Chorus) |
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The sun drips down bedding heavy behind |
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The front of your dress, all shadowy lined |
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And the droning engine throbs in time |
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With your beating heart |
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Way down the lane away, living for another day |
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The aphids swarm up in the drifting haze |
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Swim, seagull, in the sky |
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Towards that hollow western isle |
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My envied lady holds you fast in her gaze |
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(Repeat Chorus) |
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Sing blue silver |
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With your beating heart |
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And watching lovers part, I feel you smiling |
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What glass splinters lie so deep in your mind |
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To tear out from your eyes |
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With a thought to stiffen brooding lines |
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And I'll only watch you leave me further behind |
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(Repeat Chorus) |
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Sing blue silver |
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With your beating heart |
