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And You And I
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I. Cord Of Life
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Anderson/Bruford/Howe/Squire
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A man conceived a moment's answers to the dream.
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Staying the flowers daily, sensing all the themes.
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As a foundation left to create the spiral aim,
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A movement regained and regarded both the same,
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All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you.
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Changed only for a sight of sound, the space agreed.
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Between the picture of time behind the face of need,
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Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid,
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Emotion revealed as the ocean maid,
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All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you.
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Oh.
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Coins and crosses
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Turn round tailor, assaulting
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Never know their fruitless worth;
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all the mornings of the interest shown,
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presenting one another to the cord,
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Cords are broken,
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All left dying, rediscovered
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Of the door that turned round,
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Locked inside the mother earth.
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To close the cover, all the
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interest shown,
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They won't hide, hold, they won't tell you,
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To turn one another, to the
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sign at the time float your climb.
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Watching the world, watching all of the world,
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Watching us go by.
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And you and I climb over the sea to the valley,
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And you and I reached out for reasons to call.
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II. Eclipse
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Anderson/Bruford/Squire
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Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid,
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Emotion revealed as the ocean maid,
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As a movement regained and regarded both the same,
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All complete in the side of seeds of life with you.
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III. The Preacher the Teacher
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Anderson/Bruford/Howe/Squire
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Sad preacher nailed upon the coloured door of time;
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Insane teacher be there reminded of the rhyme.
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There'll be no mutant enemy we shall certify;
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Political ends, as sad remains, will die.
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Reach out as forward tastes begin to enter you.
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Ooh, ooh.
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I listened hard but could not see
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Life tempo change out and inside me.
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The preacher trained in all to lose his name;
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The teacher travels, asking to be shown the same.
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In the end, we'll agree, we'll accept, we'll immortalize
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That the truth of the man maturing in his eyes,
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All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you.
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Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid,
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As a moment regained and regarded both the same,
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Emotion revealed as the ocean maid,
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A clearer future, morning, evening, nights with you.
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IV. Apocalypse
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Anderson/Bruford/Howe/Squire
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And you and I climb, crossing the shapes of the morning.
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And you and I reach over the sun for the river.
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And you and I climb, clearer, towards the movement.
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And you and I called over valleys of endless seas.
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