I look to the east when the day
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Is done and think of it all
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All the thoughts that I've seen of
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Satin seams and tide pool dreams
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I look to the sun
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As the day is dawning
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I carry my dreams
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From a moment before
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I try to recall
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But I find myself yawning
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I guess they are gone but there's more
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So I head out the door
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All around, listen and you can
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Hear the sound
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On cloudy days seems like I
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Always feel this way
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First break in the day if the time
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Is right and nobody minds
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I stroll down the lane take a breath
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Of air and drift on a dream
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I look to the sun
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As the day is warming
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Consider the things
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That have happened before
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I feel like I'm one
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With the wind on the hillside
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I feel like I'm one with the
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River that runs by my door
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All around, listen and you can
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Hear the sound
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On cloudy days seems like I
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Always feel this way
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All around, listen and you can
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Hear the sound
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On cloudy days seems like I
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Always feel this way
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I look to the sun
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As the day is dawning
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I carry my dreams
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From a moment before
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I feel like I'm one
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With the wind on the hillside
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I feel like I'm one with the
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River that runs by my door
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All around, listen and you can
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Hear the sound
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On cloudy days seems like I
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Always feel this way
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[repeat and fade]
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All Around
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