| Above there are no stars tonight just northern skies
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| Reflected light upon your face
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| People think stars rule our lives,
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| Some people they think otherwise
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| They can be replaced.
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| Where did you go on that big black night?
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| Did you take the coast road back through your life?
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| See the sand, the moon, the stars that shine the light
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| And say, well, they’ll do all right for me?
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| We shroud our lives in mysteries,
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| Shooting stars and storming seas, if we have any sense.
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| Storm clouds roll, they’re free to break
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| And we’re free to make the same mistakes again and again.
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| Where shall we go on that big, black night?
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| Shall we take the coast road back through our lives?
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| See the sand, the moon, the stars that shine the light
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| And say, well they’ll do all right without me?
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| Solo guitar
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| Above there are no stars tonight, just northern skies
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| Reflected light and fields of snow.
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| Some people think stars rule our lives,
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| Some people they think otherwise
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| What does anybody know? |
| anekatips
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| Where shall I go on that big, black night?
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| Shall I take the coast road back through my life?
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| See the sand, the moon, the stars that shine the light
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| And say, well, they’ll do all right for me?
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| Where shall I go on that big, black night?
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| Shall I take the coast road back through my life?
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| See the sand, the moon, the stars that shine the light
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| And say, well, they’ll do all right for me?
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| See the stars and constellations,
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| Sit beneath their congregation. |