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Scattered |
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Artist: The Kinks |
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Album: Phobia |
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This song is dedicated to the memory of |
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Annie Florence Davies and Carol Bryans. |
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Like a seed that is sewn |
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All the children are scattered |
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By a breeze that is blown |
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Now the crops are all scattered |
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We are torn, we are shattered |
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Now some of us are barmy and battered |
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And the fields where we gathered |
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Are overgrown in weeds and in tatters |
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Through it all we were scattered |
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To the fields we are scattered |
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From the day we are born |
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To grow wild and sleep rough |
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Till from the earth we are torn |
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And a soul that is free |
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Can live on eternally |
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And the spirit can live on |
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Though it's scattered in the world beyond |
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And I've been out of my mind |
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Ever since she's been gone |
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I look around that empty room |
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No sight nor sound |
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She's left so soon |
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She's out of view |
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But the I find |
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Those scattered clues she left behind |
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A photograph with a smiling face |
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A cigarette stubbed out on the fireplace |
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A coffee cup with her lipstick stains |
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I guess I'll never see her again |
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Now my life is all scattered |
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Ever since she's been gone |
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I feel older, I feel fatter |
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I feel the blues coming on |
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We get bruised |
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We get battered |
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But we'll pick up the pieces that scattered |
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And with emotional glue |
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We're gonna stick together, body and mind |
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Ever since she went away |
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I've been alone to contemplate |
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Time and space and why world's move |
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While sitting in my solitude |
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I've watched the stars and wondered why |
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They're scattered up there in the sky |
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And is she up there out of view |
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On some higher platitude |
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I wish I knew |
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Wish I could prove |
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The reason why this life on earth |
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Is scattered like the universe |
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I'm scattered here and scattered there |
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Bits of me scattered everywhere |
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To the fields we are scattered |
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Then from the dust we are born |
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We survive somewhat battered |
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To a new life, a new dawn |
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IN the end what will it matter |
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There'll only be my ashes to scatter |
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And all the logical answers |
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To a worrying mind |
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Will be scattered in time |
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Beaten and battered |
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To the earth you are scattered |
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You're going home so what does it matter |
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To an atomic mind |
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Scattered here while you travel time |
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