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Well I keep on thinkin 'bout you, sister golden hair surprise
And I just can't live without you, can't you see it in my eyes
I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesnt mean you ain't been on my mind
When I walk along some railroad track and find
That you're movin' on the back roads by the rivers of my memory
And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman cryin' to her mother cause she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
And a summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you walking on the back roads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind
Overhead the albatross
hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath the rolling waves
in labyrinths of coral caves
The echo of a distant time
comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine
And no one called us to the land
and no one knows the wheres or whys
But sometimes stirs and something tries
starts to climb towards the light
Sunlight dances through the leaves
Soft winds stir the sighing trees
Lying in the warm grass
Feel the sun upon your face
Elven songs and endless nights
Sweet wine and soft, relaxing lights
Time will never touch you
Here in this enchanted place
Imagine a man when it all began
The pilot of "Enola Gay"
Flying out of the shock wave on that August day
All the powers that be, and the course of history
Will be changed forever more
[SIZE=2]Sometimes a joke can get out of hand
Laughing like a conqueror in a new land
Convinced down to his buttons this was how it was planned
Turns his back on ruins, that was nothing but sand
Crossing your alps the ice and cold blister me
And all the rest, ancient history[/SIZE]
Wild one, the gypsies warned of the danger
You can laugh and joke with friends but dont you ever talk to strangers
Although their offers may be sweet, I would bet and I would wager
Away youll stray, you'll never come back to those who love and need you.
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