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I use to sit in the shade of an old cedar tree and I dream of the days, what they're holdin' for me.
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But all those should know who gaze at the sky. It's for those who are wise. It's for those who are wise.
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And the west winds would blow. They'd be singing to me. They'd say, "Look, you, out yonder, just as far as you can see."
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But all those should know who gaze at the sky. It's for those who are wise. It's for those who are wise.
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And the years went their way as the good years will go. But my dreams linger on in the hills of my home.
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And young men should know who gaze at the sky. It is you who are wise, only you who are wise.
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I used to sit in the shade of an old cedar tree.
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THOSE WHO ARE WISE
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| John Stewart |
