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Traveling Song

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Traveling Song

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Oh, father time

That meet a maid who lends one lively winking eye

We dance a borrowed chick while hiding from the fine

Oh, what I wouldn't spend to lend you mine, hmm

Nobody knows where they are going

Oh, how we try to wrap our minds

Over the edge of all our knowings

Be it a bang or the divine

Tip of my iceberg blues are showing

I've never been one for goodbyes

So, 'till I meet you there, I'm singing

A traveling song to ease the ride

And so you know, everywhere I roam

I'll see you on the road, ooh

Oh, I take it in vain

All the plans and moves that we made

Half a heart is aching to grow

So many times, just lovers you know, I know, I know

Your eyes are the rain, just a soul that's changin' in shape

I'll be laughin' all of the way

Thinkin' 'bout the days, oh

Nobody knows where they are going

Oh, how we try to wrap our minds

Over the edge of all our knowings

Be it a bang or the divine

Tip of my iceberg blues are showing

I've never been one for goodbyes

So, 'till I meet you there, I'm singing

A traveling song to ease the ride

And so you know, everywhere I roam

I'll see you on the road

So, farewell to my friend

He who taught me to love like a beast

And to feast like the queen that he fed turtle soup

Little boy from paris to the states, check the facts

That was magical max

He was black sheep and mischief and loved for his craft

Then he told me that I was Apollo 13

On that very last day, he said

"Shoot for your dreams, little girl, to the stars,"

Well I'm taking you with me

Now this one is ours

And I know what you'd say, you'd say

"On with the show,"

So on we go

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