There may come a time
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When you'll be tired
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As tired as a dream that wants to die
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And further to fly
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Further to fly
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Further to fly
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Further to fly
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Maybe you will find a love
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That you discover accidentally
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Who falls against you gently
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As a pickpocket
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Brushes your thigh
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Further to fly
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Effortless music from the Cameroons
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The spinning darkness of her hair
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A conversation in a crowded room going nowhere
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The open palm of desire
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Wants everything
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It wants everything
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It wants everything
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Sometimes I'll be walking down
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The street and I'll be thinking
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Am I crazy
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Or is this some morbid little lie
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Further to fly
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Further to fly
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Further to fly
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A recent loss of memory
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A shadow in the family
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The baby waves bye-bye
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I'm trying, I'm flying
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There may come a time
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When I will lose you
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Lose you as I lose my light
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Days falling backward into velvet night
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The open palm of desire
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Wants everything
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It wants everything
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It wants soil as soft as summer
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And the strength to push like spring
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A broken laugh a broken fever
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Take it up with the great deceiver
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Who looks you in the eye
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And says baby don't cry
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Further to fly
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There may come a time
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When I will lose you
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Lose you as I lose my sight
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Days falling backward into velvet night
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The open palm of desire
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The rose of Jericho
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Soil as soft as summer
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The strength to let you go
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Further to fly
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| Simon and Garfunkel |
