When the circle finally formed you called me up
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the only one making a sound
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I can't work out what I want to see
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I bury my thoughts in the ground
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All the seeds you sow
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are just looking for a space to grow
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So sleep, sleep and lay your white body down
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So sleep, sleep and lay your white body down
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No matter what you do it all returns to you
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No matter what you say you'll hear it all someday
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No matter what you do it all returns to you
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No matter what you say you'll hear it all someday
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No matter what you do it all returns to you
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No matter what you say you'll hear it all someday
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[fades out]
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Gene Clark
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| Teenage Fanclub |
