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| As my mind bends clouds into dreams that I like
As the sun disappears into the night I look and you have gone Then I hear you calling to me in the distance Yet can't you see I'm resisting the whisperings of your mind And as the cry of war racks my brain I realize men don't love the same Maybe I'll make it to the summer rain Or maybe I'll lose my mind insane trying The paper flag flies high over the soldiers grave Let's see what mistake the young boy made was his life really done In another land a flower drips in the morning dew It's been thousands of years since I've seen you, you know that it's true And as the cry of war racks my brain I realize men don't love the same Maybe I'll make it to the summer rain Or maybe I'll lose my mind insane trying I'm walking down by the banks of the river My heart is lonely, she flows by you to whisper, see you standing there The gypsy tells the future of a dying man Yet he'll never understand what he's dying for And as the cry of war racks my brain I realize men don't love the same Maybe I'll make it to the summer rain Or maybe I'll lose my mind insane trying |
Notes
Written around 1968. Known from a notebook with handwritten lyrics sold at an auction in 2006.
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