| Tired &neglected
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| Lost for the moment
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| Thoughts are collected
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| Never relent
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| Cold winds are blowin'
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| Green fields are empty
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| Rivers are flowin'
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| Back to the sea
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| The clock in the courtyard
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| Chimes out it’s message
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| And witness the changes
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| They’re meant to be
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| I wouldn’t change it for a thousand years
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| If I ever lose my mind
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| It’s not the way that anythin’appears
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| And I won’t let it all unwind
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| It’s a journey to the promised land
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| I don’t know how long it takes
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| Pretty soon I’ll have to play my hand
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| After all they’re my mistakes
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| Caught in the shadows
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| Hiding completely
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| All good intentions
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| Carry the day
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| I’ve no objection
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| No need to worry
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| It’s pure invention
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| It takes me away
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| I wouldn’t change it for a thousand years
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| If I ever lose my mind
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| It’s not the way that anythin’appears
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| And I won’t let it all unwind
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| It’s a journey to the promised land
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| I don’t know how long it takes
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| Pretty soon I’ll have to play my hand
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| After all they’re my mistakes
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| I really don’t know where we are
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| Or what we’ve become
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| In time these things will come to pass
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| Before we’re undone
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| I wouldn’t change it for a thousand years
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| If I ever lose my mind
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| It’s not the way that anythin’appears
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| And I won’t let it all unwind
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| It’s a journey to the promised land
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| I don’t know how long it takes
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| Pretty soon I’ll have to play my hand
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| After all they’re my mistakes |