Sleeping under the sky
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The barges are gone to a lost decade
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On overgrown banks here
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Lovers footsteps went by
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Long before ever the roads were made
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And in our turn we passed here
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And carved our names on trees
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As the days washed by like
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Waves of an endless sea
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Under timeless arcadian skies
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Under timeless arcadian skies
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Time runs through your fingers
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You never hold it at all till it's gone
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Some fragments just linger with you
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Like snow in the spring hanging on
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I left the village behind in the night
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To fade like a sail on the darkening seas
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The shifts and changes in the patterns of life
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Will weather it more than the centuries
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And in another village in a far off foreign land
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The new day breaks out opening up its hand
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And the sun has the moon in his eyes
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As he wanders the timeless skies
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Timeless Skies
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Al Stewart |