Far away where the soft winds blow
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Far away from it all
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There is a place you go
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Where teardrops fall.
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Far away in the stormy night
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Far away and over the wall
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You are there in the flickering light
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Where teardrops fall.
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We banged the drum slowly
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And played the fife lowly
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You know the song in my heart
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In the turning of twilight
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In the shadows of moonlight
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You can show me a new place to start.
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I've torn my clothes and I've drained the cup
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Strippin' away at it all
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Thinking of you when the sun comes up
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Where teardrops fall.
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By rivers of blindness
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In love and with kindness
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We could hold up a toast if we meet
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To the cuttin' of fences
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To sharpen the senses
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That linger in the fireball heat.
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Roses are red violets are blue
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And times is beginning to crawl
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I just might have to come to see you
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Where teardrops fall.
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Where Teardrops Fall
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| Bob Dylan |
