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See the bluebird fly easy as a dreamDipping and bobbing in the sunCould she be the one I saw so long agoCould she be the one to take me homeThis pasture is greenI'm walking in the sunIt's turning brownI'm standing in the rainMy overcoat is wornThe pockets are all tornI'm moving away from the painTick-tockThe clock on the wallNo wonder we're losing timeRing,ringThe old church bellThe bride and her loveSeeking guidance from aboveAmber waves of grain bow in the prairie windI'm hearing Willie singing on the radio againThat song from 9/11 keeps ringing in my headI'll always remember something Chris Rock saidDon't send no more candlesNo matter what you doThen Willie stopped singingAnd the prairie wind blewThe green kept rolling onFor miles and milesFields of fuel rolling on for milesTick-tockThe clock on the wallNo wonder we're losing timeToll,tollThe fallen soldier bellThe old church on the hillStill standing when so many fellBack when I was young,the birds blocked out the sunBefore the great migration southWe only shot a fewThey last the winter throughMother cooked them good and served them upSomewhere a senator sits in a leather chairBehind a big wooden deskThe caribou we killed mean nothing to himHe took his money just like all the restTick-tockThe clock on the wallNo wonder we're losing timeRing,ringRing the wedding bellsThe bride takes the ringAnd the happy people sing
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