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The heart is a bloom, shoots up through the stony ground
but there's no room, no space to rent in this town You're out of luck, and the reason that you had to care the traffic is stuck, and you're not moving anywhere You thought you'd found a friend, to take you out of this place someone you could lend a hand in return for grace It's a beautiful day. (day . . .) The sky falls, and you feel like it's a beautiful day. (day . . .) Don't let it get away You're on the road, but you've got no destination You're in the mud, in the maze of her imagination You love this town, even if that doesn't ring true you've been all over, and it's been all over you It's a beautiful day (day . . .) don't let it get away It's a beautiful day. (day . . .) hoo . . hoo . . . hoo Touch me take me to that other place Teach me . . . oh I know I'm not a hopeless case. See the world in green and blue see China right in front of you see the canyons broken by cloud see the tuna fleets clearing the sea out see the Bedouin fires at night see the oil fields at first light, and see the bird with a leaf in her mouth After the flood all the colours came out (day . . .) It was a beautiful day (day . . .) don't let it get away Beautiful day (day . . .) Touch me take me to that other place Reach me I know I'm not a hopeless case What you don't have, you don't need it now What you don't know, you can feel it somehow What you don't have, you don't need it now don't need it now . . . [It] Was a beautiful day |
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When you stop seeing beauty
You start growing old The lines on your face Are a map to your soul When you stop taking chances You stay where you sit You won’t live any longer But it’ll feel like it I lost myself in the summer rain, I lost myself I lost myself in the summer rain In the summer rain Tequila and orange Jamaica and rum at the Morella Honey on my tongue In a small boat on a generous sea Let me be your enemy A tiny hand With a grip on the world Holding our breath now diving for pearls I lost myself in the summer rain, I lost myself I lost myself in the summer rain Just as you find me always I will be A little bit too free with myself I lost myself in the summer rain, I lost myself Now there’s no one else in the summer rain Raining down It’s raining down It’s rain Raining now Raining now Just as you find me always I will be A little bit too free with myself It’s not why you’re running It’s where you’re going It’s not what you’re dreaming But what you’re gonna do It’s not where you’re born It’s where you belong It’s not how weak But what will make you strong |
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