| The woman who read my palm today was a friend of the pessimistic
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| In a square at the edge of town was my fortune laid to bear
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| She said, «Climb that rocky mountain where the sun will rise to kiss you
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| And your dreams will flow like a virgin spring to the foot of the crooked hill»
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| Feels good to be dreaming
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| Feels good to be here with you
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| Wait now, the mist will clear
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| Wait now, the day will come
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| I’m caught in the rain again
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| I was caught on a snowbound highway
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| I was caught in the rain again
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| On top of the crooked mountain
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| On top of the crooked mountain
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| Like a fool, I took to the woman’s words, being a slave of the optimistic
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| I left my friends of childhood and the ones who saw me right
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| Funny, you don’t see the sunset and you wonder why you missed it
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| For a year I saw the skies change 'til all the day was night
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| Feels good to be dreaming
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| Feels good to be here with you
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| Wait now, the mist will clear
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| Wait now, the day will come
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| I’m caught in the rain again
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| I was caught on a snowbound highway
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| I was caught in the rain again
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| On top of the crooked mountain
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| On top of the crooked mountain
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| Feels good to be dreaming
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| Feels good to be here with you
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| Feels good to be here
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| Feels good to be dreaming
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| Feels good to be here with you
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| To be here
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| With the evening shadows falling on the day I’m supposed to find you
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| Chances are I’ll never realize
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| The picture from this jigsaw that I always took for granted
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| Now I’m caught here in a raging storm on top of the crooked hill
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| Feels good to be dreaming
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| Feels good to be here with you
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| Wait now, the mist will clear
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| Wait now, the day will come
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| I’m caught in the rain again
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| I was caught on a snowbound highway
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| I was caught in the rain again
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| On top of the crooked mountain
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| On top of the crooked mountain |