| The whole story is naive and simple:
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| We once sat with the Lord in a pub.
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| And when my friend is completely tired,
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| I told him: "Lord, let's go home"
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| Lanterns were lit on the avenues,
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| And they hurried about their taxi business,
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| His aquamarine eye flowed like a river,
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| He poured fabulous blue across the sky.
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| It was like a dream, like a dream
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| And the stars smiled at me.
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| It was like a dream, like a dream
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| And the stars smiled at me.
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| And talking about the frailty of being,
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| Bypassing the young sergeants,
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| We walked together through the universe, He and I.
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| The gods also sometimes sit in the pub.
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| It was like a dream, like a dream
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| And the stars smiled at me.
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| It was dawning, the sun was tearing the clouds.
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| The wind drove white boats across the sky,
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| I asked: “Where do you live, old man?
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| And where can I take you home?"
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| He smiled, hugging my shoulder.
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| “You, you see, son, are completely prettier;
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| Can I have an apartment?
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| I try to live in everyone’s soul!”
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| It was like a dream, like a dream
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| And the stars smiled at me.
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| It was like a dream, like a dream
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| And the stars smiled at me. |