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Crown of leaves, high in the window on a cold morning |
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Young today, old as a railroad tomorrow |
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Days are just drops in the river to be lost always |
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Only you, only you, you know |
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Years ago, birds of a feather would arrive nightly |
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Gone you know, held to another like clutched ivy |
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On the shore, speak to the ocean and receive silence |
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Only you, only you, you know |
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You hesitate so my memory fades, |
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I'll hold to the first one |
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I wouldn't turn to another you say, on the long night we've made |
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Let it goOnly you, only you, you know |
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Only you, only you, you know |
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You hesitate so my memory fades, |
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I'll hold to the first one |
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I wouldn't turn to another you say, on the long night we've made |
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Let it goSpeak to me slow my dear |
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No ghost of course in here |
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Pleased to be lonesome quiet and clear |
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All is alone in here |
