| The dying light
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| Was nearly dead
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| By the time we reached the water’s edge
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| We saw the river beating on the riverbank
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| For the way that it held every hard riverbed
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| It’s cold, it’s dirt, it’s not for people with uneasy hearts
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| But if you’re with me on the other side
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| Strike up the band, we have survived
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| Oh do they beat that drum to get you back home
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| Or do they beat it to keep you away
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| Don’t be surprised at your regrets
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| Don’t be surprised that the water made you wet
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| There’s a shallow down river when the water will forgive you
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| Soft skin, your lukewarm beds
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| Follow me, follow me
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| Allow me to play the voyager
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| I’ll try to keep you as dry as the hollowed out tree that you would be wrapped
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| in
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| Another man’s first
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| So take a dive
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| Take a dive
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| Take it out on the stepping stones that make the water rise
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| So take a dive
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| Oh take a dive
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| Take that hair
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| Out of your downed eyes
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| While the waves are rain
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| And the sun yellow pane
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| Do they beat the drum to get you back home
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| Or do they beat it to keep you away
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| Will you burn your bridges down
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| Singing la, la, la, la, la, la, la (x2)
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| Will you bang your drum to the blazing sound
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| Singing la, la, la, la, la, la, la
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| Will you turn away?
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| How can you turn away? |