If I make a mark in time, I can't say the mark is mine.
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I'm only the underline of the word.
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Yes, I'm like him, just like you, I can't tell you what to do.
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Like everybody else I'm searching thru what I've heard.
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Whoa, Where do you go? When you don't want no one to know?
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Who told tomorrow Tuesday's dead
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Oh preacher won't you paint my dream, won't you show me where you've been
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Show me what I haven't seen to ease my mind.
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Cause I will learn to understand, if I have a helping hand.
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I wouldn't make another demand all my life.
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What's my sex, what's my name, all in all it's all the same.
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Everybody plays a different game, that is all.
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Now, man may live, man may die searching for the question why.
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But if he tries to rule the sky he must fall.
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Now every second on the nose, the humdrum of the city grows.
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Reaching out beyond the throes of our time.
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We must try to shake it down. Do our best to break the ground.
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Try to turn the world around one more time.
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Yeah, we must try to shake it down do our best to break the ground
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Try to turn the world around one more time
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Tuesday's Dead
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| Cat Stevens |
