| I’m playing my guitar while my sister bangs the jar
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| The glass sets up a sound like people laughing
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| It’s going to my brain and it’s easing all my pain
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| I must hear this sound again 'cause time is passing
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| Mmm.
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| I’m walking by the sea and the shingle sings for me The crabs are swimming down among the starfish
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| The rocks all clatter down and the seagulls fly around
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| But the whole trip rubs it in that time is passing, passing
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| Find it, I got to hear it all again
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| My heart has heard the sound of harmony
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| Blind to it, as my tears fall again
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| It’s only by the music I’ll be free
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| There’s something in the whisper of the trees
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| Millions hear it, still they can’t believe
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| There are echoes of it splashing in the waves
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| As an empire of dead men leave their graves
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| Don’t listen to people talk, don’t listen to 'em selling souls
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| Don’t listen to me or words from men above
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| Don’t hear it in your needs and don’t hear it in your greeds
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| Just hear it in the sound of time a-passing
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| Find it, I got to hear it all again
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| My heart has heard the sound of harmony
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| Blind to it, as my tears fall again
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| It’s only by the music I’ll be free |