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This is summer - some are watching |
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Understanding the promises |
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That drift away - they drift away |
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Nothing to share in low water |
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Over above an avalanche she falls away |
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This summer - some are august |
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Crying far air not to be had |
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Is this the way is this this the way |
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More than enough move to the side |
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Watch him pass he passes by he gets away |
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If i could lose myself and dream away |
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Day upon day upon day upon day |
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In an avalanche she drifts away |
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Over its over its over its over |
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I wish we could be together again |
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Like a play on words |
