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Sit by my side, come as close as the air, |
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Share in a memory of gray; |
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Wander in my words, dream about the pictures |
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That I play of changes. |
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Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall |
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To brown and to yellow they fade. |
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And then they have to die, trapped within |
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The circle time parade of changes. |
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Scenes of my young years were warm in my mind, |
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Visions of shadows that shine. |
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'Til one day I returned and found they were the |
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Victims of the vines of changes. |
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The world's spinning madly, it drifts in the dark |
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Swings through a hollow of haze, |
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A race around the stars, a journey through |
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The universe ablaze with changes. |
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Moments of magic will glow in the night |
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All fears of the forest are gone |
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But when the morning breaks they're swept away by |
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Golden drops of dawn, of changes. |
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Passions will part to a strange melody. |
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As fires will sometimes burn cold. |
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Like petals in the wind, we're puppets to the silver |
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Strings of souls, of changes. |
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Your tears will be trembling, now we're somewhere else, |
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One last cup of wine we will pour |
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And I'll kiss you one more time, and leave you on |
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The rolling river shores of changes. |
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Sit by my side, come as close as the air, |
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Share in a memory of gray; |
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Wander in my words, dream about the pictures |
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That I play of changes. |
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