| Oak apple day chase’n the blues away
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| The cobblestone kids are back again throwing colors on the wind
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| Cosmos and plough look who’s smiling now
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| The lord of candles has lost his way
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| He can’t see in the light of day
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| Arrive and enter, awake and believe
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| It’s coming on strong but I’m feeling fine
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| Dip a little of your cake in my wine
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| ‘Round here we got nothing but time
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| So won’t you dream with me
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| Those low tide days
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| Blues backing up the drain
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| Made of midnights made of mistakes
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| Don’t forget a few lucky breaks
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| Stargazer fool now what will you do
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| The turncoats have all run away
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| Let the road ahead show you the way
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| Arrive and enter, awake and believe
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| It’s coming on strong but I’m feeling fine
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| Dip a little of your cake in my wine
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| ‘Round here we got nothing but time
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| So won’t you dream with me
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| Devil black burning angel bright
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| Cassiopeia won’t you come out tonight
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| Cross my palm with silver, curse my heart with love
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| Make my below become high above
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| Oak apple day let fate’s fiddle play
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| Even if it’s out of key that will be ok with me
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| Arrive and enter, awake and believe
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| It’s coming on strong but I’m feeling fine
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| Dip a little of your cake in my wine
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| ‘Round here we got nothing but time
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| So won’t you dream with me
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| Relax your mind |