Oh, who can see in the eyes of fate?
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All life alone in its chronic patterns.
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Oh, swan, let me fly you
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To the land of no winds blowing.
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I know nothing, and know that I know nothing;
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All is in the eye, and in its blinks of seeing.
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So just like the morning
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The ghost of the following day.
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Listen: Ori, ori, ori, ori.....
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Rear the rollers wild and stormy
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Echoes wholly only lonely long beforey, ory ory.
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All rivalry and opinion still cast their wild spells.
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Effort and contrariness change the directions of time.
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The lion still growls in your hollowness.
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Please let's be easy, please let's be friends.
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Watching and learning like small children.
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Till out of the morning is growing the strength of the day.
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Listen: Ori, ori, ori, ori.....
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Rear the rollers wild and stormy
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Echoes wholly only lonely long beforey, ory, ory.
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Servant of fame or fame for a servant,
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You see what you see, you see seldom what is.
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Servant of fate or fate for a servant,
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You see what you see, you see seldom what is.
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Servant of fate, ohhhhhh.
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The Eyes Of Fate
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The Incredible String Band |