What would you think if I sang out of tune, would you stand up and walk out on me?
If I leave here tomorrow, would you still remember me? For I must be travelin' on now, there's too many places I got to see.
Picture yourself in a boat on a river with tangerine trees and marmalade skies.
Some day you will find me caught beneath the landslide in a champagne supernova in the sky.
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