| I was your lover, you were my plan
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| I told you that you were the sun in the sand
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| But we’d ride away and get a circus job
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| And I’d fly away, become a bird of song
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| El camino, take me home
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| El camino, take me home
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| You are a jester and I am elf
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| And I’m sad to the bones that
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| It’s stocked upon my shelf
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| Take me back to the river of dirt
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| Take me back to the river of dirt
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| Built of the veins, and the flesh and the bones
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| We are all so painfully alone
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| Burn in the rivers of dirt and fire
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| We return to the ground where we retire
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| Back to river of dirt and fire
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| Summer is coming; |
| I can’t believe it’s true
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| Where are you, where is she? |
| I’m turning into you
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| Take me back to the place of the golden slumbers
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| Where I was happy you were my middle name
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| Take me back to the river of dirt
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| Take me back to the river of dirt
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| Now, I grew up in the houses made of men
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| The walls where white, the stairs were sharp
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| The scent of summer land
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| Take me back to the river of dirt
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| Take me back to the river of dirt |