CURTAINS
PART ON A BRAND NEW MORNING
PUSH AWAY ALL THE MIDNIGHT BLUES
OUT OF SIGHT, THE CHILD IS CALLING TO THE DAY
LOST IN PLAY
THE
BIRDS ARE SINGING IN MY SWINGING TREE
TOYS STILL OUT THERE WHERE I DROPPED THEM YESTERDAY
NO BLACK AND WHITE, WORRIES ARE FAR AWAY
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RUN
FAST, CATCHER MAN, FIND ME WHERE THE RIVERS RAN
I WILL RACE YOU THROUGH THE WIND AND THE RAIN
UP THE MOUNTAINSIDE, RIDING ON THE COPPER MINE TRAIN
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SOMETIME LATER AS THE SUN GOES DOWN ON ME
I STILL CAN CALL ON THE DREAMS AND FANTASY
A LONG TIME OVER, BUT STILL NOT FADED AWAY
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SO, PLEASE DON’T FADE AWAY...