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I know all the people there's nobody new
Soon we'll be leaving with the same old crew
On the green water the tumbling sea
They ain't running like the good old days
Time's just slipping down the old slipways
In the dock so dear to me
Dark is the night
I need a guiding light to keep me
From foundering on the rocks
My only prayer
Is just to see you there at the end
Of my wandering back in the dock

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It was a beautiful day, the sun beat down
I had the radio on, I was drivin'
Trees went by, me and Del were singin'
Little runaway
I was flyin'

Yeah, runnin' down a dream
That never would come to me
Workin' on a mystery, goin' wherever it leads
Runnin' down a dream

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Watching girls go passing by
It ain't the latest thing
I'm just standing in a doorway
I'm just trying to make some sense
Out of these girls passing by
The tales they tell of men
I'm not waiting on a lady
I'm just waiting on friend

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I'm so close I can taste it
The man on the moon keep playing
Practical jokes, planting the mirrors and smoke
That I fade away in
You be complaining
And I can't explain it
I guess, nothin' compare to the feeling
The feeling amazing
Now I'm switchin' location
'Cause Heaven too far when you live in the basement
I'm lookin' for balance, I'm in an oasis
Well, I need somebody to save me, hmm
Before I drive myself crazy

 

#macmiller

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Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold

 

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
 

 

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Old man, look at my life
Twenty four and there's so much more
Live alone in a paradise
That makes me think of two

 

Love lost, such a cost
Give me things that don't get lost
Like a coin that won't get tossed
Rolling home to you

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American woman, stay away from me
American woman, mama let me be
Don't come a hangin' around my door
I don't want to see your face no more
I got more important things to do
Than spend my time growin' old with you
Now woman, I said stay away
American woman, listen what I say

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"...Dakota on the wall is a white-robed woman, broad yet maidenly. Such power in her hand as she hails the wagon man's family. I see indians that crawl through this mural that recalls our history.
Who were the homestead wives?

Who were the gold rush brides?

Does anybody know? 

Do their works survive?

Their yellow fever lives in the
pages they wrote?

The land was free, yet it cost their lives. ..."

 

 

 

 

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