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Storm clouds cruising cross the blue skies |
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Shadows float across the fields of barley |
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I find myself an island in an island |
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I have to sort things out just my way |
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And all i find is my bar |
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To laugh to me i say |
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Like all you know is true |
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Is for ever time we know it's mine |
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I saw clouds cruise floating cross the blue sky |
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Shadows float across the fields of barley |
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(?) |
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Everything will come out soon my way |
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Now i know, i see, i find |
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It's the only way i ever felt, the way i do today |
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All i say, i play the game |
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I know i never could be sure of all the places that i've seen |
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Clouds cruising cross the blue skies |
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Shadows float across the fields of barley |
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Every self an island in an island |
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Working every problem out my way |
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Now i see, i feel, i know |
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It's the only way that anything could sort out to the way |
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I say you'll find it's out of mind |
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It's the only way i could have been |
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It's the only way i stand |
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Clouds cruise, float upon the barley |
