| Gone down with a torch under the pearl of the night
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| For her collection of driftwood and jars of belemnites
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| Some kind o' woolly ghost down on the beach
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| Left her socks by a rock pool up to her knees
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| Lonely as we have to be
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| Goin' easy now (Go, go easy)
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| Goin' easy now, through it (Go, go easy)
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| With the love and the passin' of love in the long night
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| Goin' easy now, yeah
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| Easy now
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| Yeah, we try and we try in the thick of the fight
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| And every now and then it’s just right
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| To and fro, my train goes
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| Cannery Row open, my eyes close
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| I dream of Shelley on his boat
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| He could’ve been home with those
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| He cared for the most
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| I guess we all dream alone
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| But I only wanna speak for me
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| Plus the shadows on my table
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| Stirrin' a breeze
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| Under all the candle-leaves
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| Blowin' easy now (Go, go easy)
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| Goin' easy now, through it (Go, go easy)
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| With the love and the passin' of love in the long night
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| Goin' easy now, yeah
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| Easy now
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| Yeah, we try and we try in the thrill of the fight
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| In the thrill o' the fight
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| An' every now and then it’s just right
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| Ah, oh
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| It was love and the passin' of love
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| It was love and the passin' of love
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| It was love and the passin' of love
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| It’s all love and the passin' of love
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| It was love and the passin' of love, yeah
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| It was love and the passin' of love |