| Time sweeps
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| Remembering you
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| Spin in the garden, in roses not red
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| Peach were the petals there instead
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| Poised in perfumes, anointed in blue
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| The orphans can smile for an afternoon
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| Keeps a balance, my gentlest friend
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| I know you from Adam, I’ve known you
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| All I’ve known of love, all love
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| All I’ve known of love, all love
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| There in Summer and there again in Spring
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| Shoot me down, Chinatown
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| And you’ll wear your makup and I’ll hide my mess
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| The urchins parad in their Sundays
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| Tear of Sodom and tears wept for Troy
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| But for you, friend, of joy
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| I see you there, dancing man
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| I knew you could sing all of your poetry
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| All love, all I know of love
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| All love, all I know of love |