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The Crippled Lion

Slowly I walk through the gently falling rain

Knowing that I will never pass this way again

Never wondering why

Teardrops chafing my eyes



Longing to be where the noted kisses fall

Lingering and still while silently the tell their all

Blue is the color of the sun

And nothing stops till everything is done



Now my whole world opens up in different rhymes and tunes

With the highways making up the verse

And then suddenly I see the light of something called the moon

And though my path is planned it's not rehersed



So I move along to the next thing on the list

Knowing full well that some of them just don't exist

But I am finally alone

And where my foot steps down is where it's home



Now my whole world opens up in different rhymes and tunes

With the highways making up the verse

And then suddenly I see the light of something called the moon

And though my path is planned it's not rehersed



So I move along to the next thing on the list

Knowing full well that some of them just don't exist

But I am finally alone

And where my foot steps down is where it's home

The Monkees

The Crippled Lion / The Monkees

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