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Time has told me
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You're a rare rare find
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A troubled cure
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For a troubled mind.
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And time has told me
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Not to ask for more
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Someday our ocean
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Will find its shore.
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So I`ll leave the ways that are making me be
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What I really don't want to be
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Leave the ways that are making me love
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What I really don't want to love.
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Time has told me
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You came with the dawn
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A soul with no footprint
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A rose with no thorn.
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Your tears they tell me
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There's really no way
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Of ending your troubles
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With things you can say.
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And time will tell you
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To stay by my side
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To keep on trying
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'til there's no more to hide.
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So leave the ways that are making you be
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What you really don't want to be
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Leave the ways that are making you love
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What you really don't want to love.
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Time has told me
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You're a rare rare find
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A troubled cure
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For a troubled mind.
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And time has told me
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Not to ask for more
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For some day our ocean
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Will find its shore.
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Time has told me
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| Nick Drake |
