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When I was a young boy |
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I called to my dreams |
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Prayed to a god that would know |
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Said I walk a thousand miles |
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To take one step |
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When does your vision show? |
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Then one day |
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I found myself |
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Lost in the sand |
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Staring at the foolish stars |
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The innocent, so wise |
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Claim that soon |
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You can draw your water from the moon |
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You can draw your water from the moon |
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Now see the sunlight |
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And it's shinin' in my eyes |
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Will I keep the distance from the shore? |
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Understand the mystery |
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That I tried to ignore |
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Now I say |
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I say no more |
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Prophet told the blind man |
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That one's hope |
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Something you cannot see |
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Take your right of passage |
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Through the dune |
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Where you can draw your water from the moon |
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You know where you can draw your water from the moon |
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Now I see the sunlight |
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It's shinin' in my eyes |
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Will I keep the distance from the shore? |
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I understand the mystery |
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That I tried to ignore |
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Now I say now |
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I say no more |
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When I was a young boy |
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I prayed to my dreams |
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Through melody and rhyming words |
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Whenever I must face |
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Days of gloom |
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I can draw my water from the moon |
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I can draw my water from the moon |
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I've drawn my water from the moon |
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Cos you can draw your water from the moon |
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I said I've drawn my water from the moon |