Colors of the sun
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Flashing on the water top
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Echo on the land
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Picking for a coin
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Many other tiny worlds
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Singing past my hand
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Awake to understand you are not dreaming
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It is not seeming just to be this way
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Dying men draw numbers in the air
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Dream to conquer little bits of time
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Scuffle with the crowd to get their share
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And fall behind their little bits of time
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Voices in the air
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Sympathetic harmony
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Coming from the trees
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Hanging at my door
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Many shiny surfaces
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Clinging in the breeze
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Oh, leave me where I am I am not losing
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If I am choosing not to plan my life
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Disillusioned saviors search the sky
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Wanting to just to show someone the way
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Asking all the people passing by
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Doesn't anybody want the way
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I say goodbye to Joseph and Maria
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They think I see another sky
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And from my fallen window I still see them
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I'll never free them from the sky
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Colors Of The Sun
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Jackson Browne |