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Recently have been listening to "Tracks" quite a bit, especially the fourth disc of
this song comes from. It's classic Bruce: simple, effective, brilliant. Enjoy.
I walk along the Amlevee to see the gypsy Fman
The dirt 'neath my Amfeet baby's turnin' to quickFsand
He looked into my Ampalm, then looked me in the Feye
And told me you were Amgone, gone Fover the Frise
Once we stood togAmether at the wishing Fwell
Our wishes like dAmreams, baby, into the water Ffell
Oh then I Amkissed your lips but when I looked into your Feyes
Baby they were Amgone, gone Fover the Frise
Tonight the Amblackbirds fly low on the water's Fedge
Oh we walked this Ampath not knowing where it Fled
Now at the bottom of the river Amdeep lies something shiny and Fgold
Is a promise that love Amcouldn't keep Fsame as a promise Fbroken?
Well I woke lAmast night to the sound of Frain
The wind rustling Ambranches against the window Fpane
I searched the pillow beAmside me for the tears we Fcried
Baby they wereAm gone, gone Fover the Frise...