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Set in motion my imagination's miles |
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A million lights expose those magic cities on the |
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Nile and my |
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Young trials lead me sailing down this stream |
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Of hidden songs and steam and my- |
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Piano it floats and echoes |
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A moonbeam through the kite she sent |
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Read 'Is your wooden boat in sight?' |
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And while |
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I replied 'it's not' |
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It was in fact not far from right outside |
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I would surprise her wake her up and rise her |
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Go swimming in the night's horizon then dry her |
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Offer the familiar passage of my outstretched hand' |
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Say when you staying home' she said' |
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Why not come on my boat instead?'' |
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Cos I'm tired of all your currents and your tides |
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Your moods creating whirlpools |
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And you're in love with the ride and |
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IWant - some - peace and quiet!' |
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So we fought a while caught our breath a while |
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I told her how the purple flowers glow along the river side |
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She told me all she wanted was me home with some time |
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I showed her how the sky was only water inclined |
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I told her about the huts the kind of music we played |
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She reminded me that ' |
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Flashes past a house is well made' |
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I told her about the spot where all the oceans collide |
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She said that ' |
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You could have that with me every night' and so |
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Set in motion my imagination's miles |
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A million lights expose those magic cities on the |
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Nile and my |
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Young trials leads me sailing down this stream of hidden songsand steam and my- |
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Piano it floats and echoes' |
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So when you coming home' she said' |
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Why not come on my boat instead?'' |
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Cos I'm tired of all your currents and your tides |
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Your moods creating whirlpools |
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And you're in love with the ride and |
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I |