He had a book of letters with his name on
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From all of the friends he had met
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He showed it to me like a Master’s degree
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From a school not invented yet.
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I took the look in his eyes
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For the faraway stare of the wise
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Didn’t see that empty bottle
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Didn’t notice that open fly
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Chorus:
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So I followed his lead
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One Down,
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Two Down,
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Like walking in your sleep
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Three Down,
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Four Down,
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Any day of the week.
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His legs were no longer his own
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They threw him down on the grass
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Don’t let her know you saw me
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Was the first thing that he asked
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Turned on my heel to leave
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Told her I wasn’t well
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And I followed myself through the workaday streets
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Like a servant called by a bell.
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Chorus
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One down ⓒ2004 Declan Murray / Amith Narayan
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One Down
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| The Unseen Guest |
