Out On The Island (4:16)
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words & music by Graham Nash
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The sky was full of diamonds,
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some of them were falling.
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The cloud came by and covered up the skyline.
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Voices in the distance, I could swear
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I heard them calling me,
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taking me back to you behind
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the tree-line. Out on the
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island, it¡¯s such a beautiful island,
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with the swaying trees and
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the summer breeze, there is
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only one place to be...out
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on the island. Someone saying
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something, as we walk toward
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the pier. The wind came
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through and blew away the
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moonlight. No one saying
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nothing. I pretend I cannot
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hear, but I¡¯m hoping it all
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comes true before the daylight.
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Out on the island, it¡¯s such a beautiful island,
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with the swaying trees and
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the summer breeze, there is
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only one place to be...out on...out on...
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The sky was full of diamonds,
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some of them were falling.
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The cloud came by and covered up the skyline.
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Voices in the distance, I could swear
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I heard them calling me, (calling me)
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taking me back to you behind
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the tree-line. (Wooo!) Out on the
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island, it¡¯s such a beautiful island,
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with the swaying trees and
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the summer breeze, there is
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only one place to be...out
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on the island. And I feel good
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I feel good, with the swaying trees
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and the summer breeze, there is
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only one place to be...
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Out of the Island
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Graham Nash |