| In a herd of shaggy clouds
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| Thunder ran across the sky,
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| A round dance is dancing on top of the leaves,
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| dry grass stalks,
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| Shaking off on the go
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| How not together we even go.
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| Sunset fell into my palm
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| Again, the dope of your hair,
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| And there is no way to wash it off with a downpour,
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| In the days that have gone to waste,
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| To a world where there's nothing else
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| Let's go out along a confused path.
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| Chorus:
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| And love is a swan
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| Bitterness, drunken water,
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| Meetings of stolen trouble,
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| And goodbye can be forever.
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| The sky will sour the soul again,
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| And homeless love
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| Weed bitterness knits grass,
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| Like a date in prison
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| Allow you and me
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| Meeting, stealing someone else's love.
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| Chorus:
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| And love is a swan
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| Bitterness, drunken water,
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| Meetings of stolen trouble,
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| And goodbye can be forever.
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| And love is a swan
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| Bitterness, drunken water,
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| Meetings of stolen trouble,
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| And goodbye can be forever.
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| And love is a swan
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| Bitterness, drunken water,
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| Meetings of stolen trouble,
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| And goodbye can be forever. |