The literati in their cellarsPerform semantic tarantellas.I wish I did it half as well as them.
AL STEWARTWhoever you pretend to be, you must face yourself eventually.
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Do you remember the church across the sands? You stood outside and planned to travel the lands, where the pilgrims go.
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Louis Armstrong playing trumpet on the Judgment Day.
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Jimi Hendrix played loud and free, Sergeant Pepper was real to me.
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So you packed your world up inside a canvas sack, set off down the highway with your rings and Kerouac.
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We measure our days out in steps of uncertainty not turning to see how far we’ve come.
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She doesn’t give you time for questions as she locks up your arms in hers. And you follow till your sense of direction completely disappears.
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Whoever you pretend to be, you must face yourself eventually.
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You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre, contemplating a crime. She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running like a watercolor in the rain.
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The evening sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely coming.
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You reach out your hand, but you’re all alone, in those time passages.
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You gave him a license to steal.
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I know there’s a big bad world out there, but I rarely come across it.
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Nothing that’s forced can ever be right, if it doesn’t come naturally, leave it.
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She comes out of the sun in a silk dress, running like a water color in the rain.
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Of all the girls I ever knew some loved and some denied me And all the words I ever said have been no use to hide me.
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