| It’s the same old scene
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| It’s the company you keep
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| It’s a backstage drag
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| It’s too late, it’s too bad
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| It’s funny how the time has changed
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| Like a sea sick fool
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| With nothing to lose
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| And little to gain
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| Just a hat full of rain
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| To hide my tears of love for the song
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| How you gonna go if your wheel don’t roll?
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| How you gonna get on with out a dream?
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| Set your sails, I’ll dig you a hole
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| We all could use a little sympathy
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| Red wine, sun rise
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| Hello, goodbye
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| Here is salt in your eye
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| Here’s to waking up high
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| And knowing when to leave well enough alone
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| So don’t live with a lie
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| That there is no time
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| To find love again
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| Hang your troubles on the wind
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| And sing the song that sets your soul free
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| How you gonna go if your wheel don’t roll?
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| How you gonna get on with out a dream?
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| Set your sails, I’ll dig you a hole
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| We all could use a little sympathy
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| Fire and water, tomorrow, yesterday
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| You can’t be here if you don’t know today
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| Sons and daughters, time to find your way
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| Let nothing come between you and the love you make, ooh
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| How you gonna go if your wheel don’t roll?
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| How you gonna get on with out a dream?
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| Set your sails, I’ll dig you a hole
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| We all could use a little sympathy
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| When the curtain calls
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| And it’s lights out in the hall
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| We make way for the day
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| Pack the old guitars away
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| Rest my head and dream of my love |