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Down among the reeds and rushes |
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A baby boy was found |
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His eyes as clear as centuries |
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His silky hair was brown |
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Never been lonely |
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Never been lied to |
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Never had to scuffle in fear |
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Nothing denied to |
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Born at the instant |
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The church bells chime |
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And the whole world whispering |
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Born at the right time |
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Me and my buddies we are travelling people |
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We like to go down to restaurant row |
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Spend those Euro-dollars |
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All the way from Washington to Tokyo |
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I see them in the airport lounge |
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Upon their mother's breast |
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They follow me with open eyes |
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Their uninvited guest |
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Never been lonely |
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Never been lied to |
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Never had to scuffle in fear |
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Nothing denied to |
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Born at the instant |
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The church bells chime |
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And the whole world whispering |
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Born at the right time |
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Too many people on the bus from the airport |
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Too many holes in the crust of the earth |
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The planet groans |
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Every time it registers another birth |
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But among the reeds and rushes |
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A baby girl was found |
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Her eyes as clear as centuries |
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Her silky hair was brown |
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Never been lonely |
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Never been lied to |
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Never had to scuffle in fear |
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Nothing denied to |
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Born at the instant |
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The church bells chime |
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And the whole world whispering |
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Born at the right time |