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| 2. |
| 3:46 |
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| 3. |
| 2:47 |
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| 4. |
| 4:11 | 
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Drift along
Hear the gravel crackle Butterflies Shades of the eternal dancer God has buttered the land with sunlight Sunlight Corn grows high Like a tall watusi Katydid Hums a monotonous tune Rather hypnotically Hmmmmmm Overhead there's a parrot with boxing gloves Singing like me What a clever bird Even knows the words But he doesn't seem to see Me Making my great escape You can just take so much of your own advice Who needs a king Sitting in a tree So loquaciously Pigeonholing everything Pigeons have a way of taking wing Back again Purple thistles bristle All around Bane of the Eternal Dancer Hmmmmmm Home is just around the bend... The end ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By BRUCE COCKBURN <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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| 5. |
| 4:47 |
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| 6. |
| 2:56 |
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| 7. |
| 2:25 |
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| 8. |
| 5:44 |
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| 9. |
| 5:02 |
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| 10. |
| 1:52 |
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When thoughts rush by
And your signals seem to fly Keep it open Keep it open And help me keep mine open too Some will lie behind But we needn't be unkind Keep it open Keep it open And help me keep mine open too Sun stoned in the east In our eyes let there be peace Keep it open Keep it open And help me keep mine open too ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By BRUCE COCKBURN <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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