| And for my opening line
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| I’m not trying to indicate my state of mind
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| I turn you on
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| I tell you that I’m laughing just to keep from crying
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| And bringing music when you hear it
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| Keep on trying to get near it
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| A little rhythm for your spirit
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| Oh but that’s what it’s for
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| Come on in, here’s the door
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| And I’ve seen a sparrow get high
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| Wasting time in the sky
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| He thinks it’s easy to fly
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| He’s just a little bit freer than I
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| [Verse 2: Terry Callier
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| Down here on the ground
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| When you find folks are giving you the runaround
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| Get your game uptight
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| And if you must just take your secrets underground
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| Politicians are trying to speech you
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| Mad colour watchers are trying to teach you
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| Very few will really try to reach you
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| If you’re lost in a stack
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| That’s OK, come on back
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| Now I’d be the last to deny
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| That I’m just an average guy
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| Each little bird in the sky
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| Is just a little bit freer than I
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| Say, Ordinary Joe
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| Although they say you’re just a lazy so-and-so
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| What they think is real
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| Is nothing but an animated puppet show
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| So don’t let time and space confuse you
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| And don’t let name and form abuse you
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| Well let Big Joe Williams blues you
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| In the light of the sun you can see how they run
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| Oh I’ve seen a sparrow get high
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| Wasting time in the sky
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| He thinks it’s easy to fly
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| He’s just a little bit freer than I |