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| 1975
(Clark) With all the legends that the century sings And it's vision bring to life While foreign waters breathe against the shore And the wind plays ore it's rusted fife I see the ships of a friendly fleet And a song so sweetly sounding And gentle souls who think not to defeat As across the waves they are bounding And then the thoughts of all the days this time They have been confined without reason And in the matters of their health and wealth They cannot be defined but as treason But go where and find the better life As in the name of love you have freed them and those you need not you have left behind And those you keep in mind you know to heed them Across the bridge, across the river Where we've never been before Within and out of worlds around us And in the light of finding more We always easy understood that It was no good not to explore But never really understood that It was no good just to ignore Gene Clark 'White Light'
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