(David Crosby and Graham Nash)
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The clown sat speechless, looking in his mirror
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Unable to remember how to paint his face
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Staring at the image, slowly getting clearer
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Wondering if his fear or his heart would win the race
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When it dawns on you
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what it takes from you
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living under clouds of pain
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there's a storm in you
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you don't know what to do
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Just when you think you're going insane
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you lie naked in the rain again
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Fluttering pages of faces
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no two alike
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choice is your soul's moment
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for its light to strike
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Naked In The Rain
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| Crosby & Nash |
