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Good day to you
Fat balloon man May you always have air You sing a song everybody can believe Good day to you Uncle tom cat Out to trick the whole world You carry a tune for nobody but yourself Bonjour a toi Herr policeman May your boots always fit Someday you'll find a song you can believe Good morning good people The sun is long sailing The only clouds you see Are carried within Soon they'll be blown all away Wind's gonna rise and blow those clouds away Wind's gonna rise and blow your blues away Your sun's gonna shine in my back door some day ... |
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My canoe lies on the water
Evening holds the bones of day The sun like gold dust slips away One by one antique stars Herald the arrival of Their pale protectress moon Ragged branches vibrate Strummed by winds from o'er the hill Singing tales of ancient days Far and silent lightning Stirs the cauldron of the sky I turn my bow towards the shore As we grow out of stones On and on and on So we'll all go to bones On and on for many a year But let us go laughing -- O Let us go And may the holy hermit's staff On and on and on Guide you to the shortest path On and on for many a year And let us go laughing -- O Let us go Let us go laughing -- O Let us go |
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In the place my wonder comes from
There I find you Your face shines in my sky In your heart where the world comes from There you will find me Your eyes dance in my mind Come with me We will sail on the wind We will sway among the yellow grass When you be beside me I am real Though my eyes be closed forever Still I would find you You shine across my time Come with me We will sail on the wind We will sway among the yellow grass When you be beside me I am real In the place my wonder comes from There I find you |
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Oh I have been a beggar
And shall be one again And few the ones with help to lend Within the world of men One day I walk in flowers one day I walk on stones Today I walk in hours One day I shall be home I have sat on the street corner And watched the bootheels shine And cried out glad and cried out sad With every voice but mine One day I walk in flowers one day I walk on stones Today I walk in hours One day I shall be home One day I shall be home |
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She moves like a golden serpent all day long
Moves like a golden serpent all day long She lights the candle when the day is gone She likes to give me honey when I'm down She likes to give me honey when I'm down If I ever was a king y'know she was the crown She carries all the lines down in her palms She carries all the lines down in her palms She can drive away the devil with a song |
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High winds
White sky Wild birds do glide Tattered smoke fades Embers in the pipe Move like Life beginning High winds Pyramids Glittering ring Blood of the king Daughter of the stars You are Life beginning The wind's travellers' tales tease the tops of the trees the ships have all sailed to the mouth of the sea... High winds Wheel turns The spider spins Hands draw us in River-scented skin Moves in Life beginning Falsehood lies panting like a fish in the palm... |
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You point to the sky
The sky Is reflected in your eyes And I Want to fly On a carpet of brown leaves We retrace the steps of change Construct a tapestry of what will come You point to the sea I see What seems to be so free Bound by Empty sky On a tower of gray earth Far above the spray-struck stone We climb toward the melting point of time Here we tumble down the path Comic beggars trading laughs For scraps from the tables of the wise |
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She is passing in a warm breeze
Bars of light that cross the floor One smoke-gray, curled, tiny feather Skips aside By her middle hang the keys Made to open any door Even the one that lets in the cold wind From outside She lives in a house of colour Guarded by cats three in number And one great dog of gentle manner In among the trees Silence Carries No apprehension here In the warm sun By the window sill I can just sit still And watch her go by... Queen of field and forest pathway Understands the speech of stones She weaves peace upon her loom Life's mistress |
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I went up on the mountain side
To see what I could see To see what I could be On the shining mountain I watched the day go down in fire And sink in the valley And sink into the sea Drown in golden fire Fireflies danced in the forest night The trees began to sing The crags began to sing Above the black forest I went up on the mountain side To know what I did know To know whence I did know On the crowning mountain |
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