[Verse 1]
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There's a glass, on the edge of the table
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There's a mask, in the eye of my mind
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Big shadows moving, down over the carpet
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Clouds seem to pass, in through the blinds
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I went riding, down to the shore
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Seagulls gliding, over the sea
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[Hook]
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So say goodbye to me
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If I never see you again
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At least, we had the sun
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Back east, where the boys all sit on the (land[?])
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I do, impressions of you
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[Verse 2]
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Inside a box, that's made out of seashells
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I keep a watch, slides off my hand
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Old folded letter, with pictures of sailboats
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Ones that you dream of, (involved one pen[?])
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I go riding, down to the shore
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Seagulls gliding, over the sea
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[Hook]
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Just say goodbye to me
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If I never see you again
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At least, we had the sun
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Back east, where the boys all sit on the (land/ranch[?])
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I do, impressions of you
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[Verse 3]
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Thunder on the beach, blinding in the sky
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Flying off my back, just stealing the breeze
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Climbing in that seat, on the bus so high
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[?] in my eyes while brakes release, searching the street
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[Hook]
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Say goodbye to me
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If I never see you again
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At least, at least we had the sun
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Way back east, where the boys all [?] on the land
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I do, impressions of you
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[Outro]
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Impressions of you [x9]
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Impressions Of You
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| The Virgins |
