Suzanne takes you down
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To her place by the river
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You can hear the boats go by
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You can spend the night forever
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And you know the girl's half crazy
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And that's why you want to be there
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And she feeds you tea and oranges
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That come all the way from China
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And just when you want to tell her
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That you have no love to give her
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She gets you on her wavelength
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And lets the river answer
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That you've always been her lover
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And Jesus was a sailor
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When he walked upon the water
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And he spent a long time watching
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From the lonely wooden tower
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And when he knew for certain
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Only drowning men could see him
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He said "All men are sailors then
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Until the sea shall free them"
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But he himself was broken
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Long before the sky would open
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Forsaken, almost human
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He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
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And you want to travel with him
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And you want to travel blind
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And you think that you may trust him
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For he's touched your perfect body
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With his mind.
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Suzanne takes you down
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To her place by the river
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You can hear the boats that go by
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You can spend the night forever
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And the sun pours down like honey
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On our lady of the harbor
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And she shows you where to look
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Amid the garbage and the flowers
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There are heroes in the seaweed
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There are children in the morning
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They are leaning out for love
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And they will lean that way forever
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While Suzanne holds her mirror
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Suzanne
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Neil Diamond |