Storm clouds cruising cross the blue skies
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Shadows float across the fields of barley
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I find myself an island in an island
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I have to sort things out just my way
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And all I find is my bar
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To laugh to me I say
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Like all you know is true
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Is for ever time we know it's mine
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I saw clouds cruise floating cross the blue sky
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Shadows float across the fields of barley
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(?)
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Everything will come out soon my way
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Now I know, I see, I find
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It's the only way I ever felt, the way I do today
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All I say, I play the game
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I know I never could be sure of all the places that I've seen
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Clouds cruising cross the blue skies
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Shadows float across the fields of barley
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Every self an island in an island
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Working every problem out my way
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Now I see, I feel, I know
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It's the only way that anything could sort out to the way
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I say you'll find it's out of mind
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It's the only way I could have been
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It's the only way I stand
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Clouds cruise, float upon the barley
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Shadows on the Barley
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