| Sometimes I think about…
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| Life was so simple back then
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| We’d run around no shoes
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| Just some cane field blues
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| No thought to what was round the bend
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| Sheets filled with sand
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| And secrets in the banyan
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| Sometimes I wonder if it’s all a dream
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| Another green flash playing tricks on me
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| But i know that deep inside it’s still alive
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| Let me take you back and you’ll see
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| Remember getting lost and found
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| Your whole world inside a one-road town
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| Set your mind at ease to the tropical breeze
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| And Uncle playing slack key
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| We used to spend all day at the beach
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| Shorebreak, fishing and sunburnt cheeks
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| Take me back take me back take me back
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| Take me back to you
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| You know that I
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| Try not to live in the past
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| But when my mind starts to run then it sure runs fast
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| Clear skies and that green green grass
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| In the valley of the kings
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| On that old rope swing
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| And if you climb up in the tallest tree
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| Get a quick glimpse of what the day might be
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| Then you’ll know that deep inside
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| I’m still alive
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| So whenever you’re lost at sea |