There’s a red leaf
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That falls from a purple tree
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It falls it floats down
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One red leaf against a clear blue sky
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It floats down
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Past the marbles in the clearing
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Beneath the geese in flight
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To the darkening river
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In the autumn light
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Where it touches down
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Oh, like a great bird landing
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Tears of autumn
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There’s a white tent that sits
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In the middle of a raft
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That floats down
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Floats down the middle of a river
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Of a stream floating down
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And the tears streaming
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From the mind’s eye
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Streaming back beyond
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The white sheets that flap and fly
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Oh, tears of wanting
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The white tent the raft
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The white tent the raft
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The white tent the raft
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Fists and chests
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MANGO CLEARING:
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Oh Mango in the clearing
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It’s his leg or something
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Waiting
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Everything would be alright
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Watching the trees
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Then his toes
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Then the trees
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Deeper into the jungle
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And leaves him there
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We turn off the t. |
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Never forget that night
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Never heard you
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Couldn’t sleep
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Hotel window
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Get up to those dark peaks
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Everything would be
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The white tent the raft
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The white tent the raft
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The white tent the raft
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Fists and chests
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GREAT OVERCOAT CLEARING:
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And when it’s not our great overcoat
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It’s a grey and yellow dress
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So beautiful the bees
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They followed you through the mall
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To the clearing in the wilderness
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And you lay down and I picked you up
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And I said you must never leave
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Your beautiful hands
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Like knitting needles
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And I said- it’s Jane, it’s me
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She said —
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When you go that’s when you go
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Lighten up and pass the cup
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Fifty bucks and that’s all you got?
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Yeah, I love you
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There’s a white tent that sits
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In the middle of a raft that floats down
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Floats down the middle of a river
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Of a stream floating down
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And the tears streaming
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From the mind’s eye
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Streaming back beyond the white sheets
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That flap and fly
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Oh, tears of hardness
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The white tent the raft
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The white tent the raft
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The white tent the raft
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Fists and chests
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OVERKILL CLEARING:
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Found the snake in the clearing
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And it tried to kill him of course
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But then… only after it tried to get away
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He said —
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Youse the meanest ugliest low-down
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And he cursed and swore
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Gonna shoot the damn thing
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(I'll never let nobody hurt you)
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I watched from the raft
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And I withdrew my scent
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It’s not hard to kill a snake
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It’s not hard
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It’s not hard to kill a snake
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It’s not that hard
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The white tent the raft
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The white tent the raft
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The white tent the raft
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Fists and chests
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ANGRY CLEARING:
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What do you mean I love you
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Stop saying I love you
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I don’t know what you mean anyway
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I don’t know what love is and…
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You don’t know what love is and…
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It doesn’t change anything anyway
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Ah… who cares
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Who gives a…
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Because all I see
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Is more hate
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More fear
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Less light than before me
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The white tent the raft
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The white tent the raft
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The white tent the raft
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Fists and chests
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BIRDS AT DAWN CLEARING:
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Get off my branch…
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Stick legs -they are not
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This is my tree
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It’s getting lighter
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I’m talking to you
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Turn down your radio
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Dawn is coming — run!
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Every morning when the sun comes up
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As loud as he can Get Up! |
Get Up!
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Yeah, I love you I love you a lot
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Lighten up and pass the cup
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There’s a thousand white tents
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On a thousand rafts all floating down
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There’s a thousand fists
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And a thousand chests
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They come thundering down
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And the tears streaming
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From a thousand eyes
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Streaming back beyond the white sheets
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That flap and fly
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Oh, tears of hunger
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There’s a white tent that blows
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In the middle of a raft
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That floats down down the middle
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Of a long and lonely dream
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Or is it lovely? |
can’t always tell…
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And the clearings pass
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Like blowing scarves
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The slightly familiar
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The slightly apart
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And the river never runs dry
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Oh, tears of open
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The white tent the raft
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The white tent the raft
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And one red leaf
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For my love…
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For your love… |