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Who has dressed you in strange clothes of sand
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Who has taken you far from my land
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Who has said that my sayings were wrong
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And who will say that I stayed much too long?
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Clothes of sand have covered yor face
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Given you meaning but taken my place
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So make your way on down to the sea
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Something has taken you so far from me.
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Does it now seem worth all the colour of skies
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To see the earth through painted eyes
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To look through panes of shaded glass
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See the stains of winter's grass.
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Can you now return to from where you came
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Try to burn your changing name
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Or with silver spoons and coloured light
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Will you worship moons in winter's night.
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Clothes of sand have covered your face
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Given you meaning but taken my place
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So make your way on down to the sea
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Something has taken you so far from me.
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Clothes of sand
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| Nick Drake |
