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1. |
| 4:44 | ||||
Hey there young traveler
No one knows your name New smells and sensations New toys and games They welcome your custom But when you deal your currency you can`t trust `em We speak the same language but You`d never know it We speak the same language but Could you ever show it? We speak the same language but I`m still a lost man Trying to find his way in San Francisco Watch out for the rambler It`s your money he seeks There`s danger on the sidewalk Down by Market they meet You order your preference You receive a substitute that makes no sense |
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2. |
| 4:21 | ||||
Floating down
Here next to me I find the end I plant the seed I long to see you By the light of day I wait for you You wait for me There`s nothing to do But wait and see I`ll long to love you By the light of day And I do see light There before me Breaking out of the grey And I long to liberate you On a brighter day I do see light There before me Hear what I say And I long to implicate you In each and every way You look at me I look at you You know there`s nothing we can do I long to see you By the light of day |