America - Pages

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( intro )

in this bookcase full of stories
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you find some of them are true
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tales of love and glory
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many lives of daring – do
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there is mystery and adventure
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they lie waiting there for you
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so step inside and find the other you

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take the high road tomorrow
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but the low road today
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reading other’s sorrow
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might just be the only way
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the father hears confession
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while the mother’s feeling blue
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these characters do what you want them to

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in these pages we consume
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lives in many colors lovers in full bloom
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and through the age – s words are born
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speaking to the senses lifting the forlorn

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there’s glamour and dementia
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a message from the tomb
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staircase to the heavens
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and secrets in the room
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when you are riding on that dark horse
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to the one that got away
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there’s no regrets and no dues left to pay

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’cause in these pages we consume
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lives in many colors lovers in full bloom
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and through the age – s words are born
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speaking to the senses lifting the forlorn

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drifting down the river of the make believe

we laugh and grieve
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hoping for an ending of our own design

where all is fine

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in these pages we consume
Gm A7
lives in many colors lovers in full bloom
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and through the age – s words are born
Gm A7
speaking to the senses lifting the forlorn

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in these pages we consume
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lives in many colors lovers in full bloom
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and through the age – s words are born . . . ( fade )