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Wednesday, April 12, 2017
Pentangle , Train Song
Fare thee well, little lady
Trains are carrying me
One and a two, three and a four thousand miles
Miles from you
Trains are carrying me
One and a two, three and a four thousand miles
Miles from you
Thought I tried my best
To be your man
Can't you see, can't you feel that burning into my soul?
Don't you understand?
To be your man
Can't you see, can't you feel that burning into my soul?
Don't you understand?
Love is a basket of light
Grasping so tight
Shining bright just ain't right to be caught in the night
Caught in the basket of light
Grasping so tight
Shining bright just ain't right to be caught in the night
Caught in the basket of light
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