| I keep on running but I can’t get to the mountain
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| Behind me lie the years that I’ve misspent
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| And I’ve been sinking like a flower in the fountain
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| When all the love I’m gonna need is heaven sent
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| Gonna try my best to get there
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| But I can’t afford the bus fare
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| And the storm that’s rolling over
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| Man, it makes me want to cry
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| And I was told
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| That the streets were paved with gold
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| And there’d be no time for getting old when we were young
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| But it’s alright
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| If you dance with me tonight
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| We’ll fight the dying of the light and we’ll catch the sun
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| I woke up sleeping on a train that was bound for nowhere
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| The echoes that I could hear were all my own
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| The world had turned and I’d become a stranger
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| And I’m tired of watching all the flowers turn to stone
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| 'Cause I try my best to get there
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| But I can’t afford the bus fare
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| And the storm that’s rolling over
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| Man, it makes me want to cry
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| And the cold against my shoulder
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| When it comes on in the winter
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| And it seems to last forever
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| And it makes me want to,
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| It makes me want to cry
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| And I was told
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| That the streets were paved with gold
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| And there’d be no time for getting old when we were young
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| But it’s alright
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| If you dance with me tonight
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| We’ll fight the dying of the light and we’ll catch the sun
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| 'Cause I try my best to get there
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| But I can’t afford the bus fare
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| And the storm that’s rolling over
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| Man, it makes me want to cry
|
| And I was told
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| That the streets were paved with gold
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| And there’d be no time for getting old when we were young
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| But it’s alright
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| If you dance with me tonight
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| We’ll fight the dying of the light and we’ll catch the sun
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| And the cold against my shoulder
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| When it comes on in the winter
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| And it makes me want to cry
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| And the cold against my shoulder
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| And it seems to last forever
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| And it makes me want to,
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| It makes me want to cry |