Strange face, with your eyes
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So pale and sincere.
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Underneath you know well
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You have nothing to fear.
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For the dreams that came to you when so young
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Told of a life
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Where spring is sprung.
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You would seem so frail
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In the cold of the night
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When the armies of emotion
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Go out to fight.
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But while the earth sinks to its grave
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You sail to the sky
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On the crest of a wave.
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So forget this cruel world
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Where I belong
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I'll just sit and wait
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And sing my song.
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And if one day you should see me in the crowd
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Lend a hand and lift me
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To your place in the cloud.
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'Cello song
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| Nick Drake |
