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High tide, mid afternoon
People fly by, in the traffics boom
Knowing, just where you're blowing
Getting to where you should be going

Don't let
sweater from the catalogue
You use your rubber boots for goal posts
Ah walkin' home

Don't let those Sunday afternoons
Get away get away get away get away
High tide, mid afternoon
People fly by, in the traffics boom
Knowing, just where you're blowing
Getting to where you should be going

Don't let
anything to get out of school
Away from the teacherÂ's stick
To shoot streetlamps with my slingshot
Smoke cigarettes and get sick
Steal apples in September
High tide, mid afternoon
People fly by, in the traffics boom
Knowing, just where you're blowing
Getting to where you should be going

Don't let
High tide, mid afternoon
People fly by, in the traffics boom
Knowing, just where you are blowing
Getting to where you should be going

don't let
High tide, mid afternoon
People fly by, in the traffics boom
Knowing, just where you're blowing
Getting to where you should be going

Don't let
High tide, mid afternoon
People fly by in the traffics boom
Knowing, just where you're blowing
Getting to where you should be going

Don't let
High tide, mid afternoon
People fly by, in the traffics boom
Knowing, just where you are blowing
Getting to where you should be going

don't let
Well everybody's heart needs a holiday, some time
And everyone of us needs to get away, some how
'Cause laughing light-hearted moods
Oh, sight
Forever I?ll be thinking of you

Thinking of you in the afternoon
Thinking ?bout the love we've made in the evening
Keeps me dreaming or feeling you in
Forever I'll be thinking of you

Thinking of you in the afternoon
Thinking 'bout the love we've made in the evening
Keeps me dreaming or feeling you in
High tide, mid afternoon
People fly by in the traffics boom
Knowing, just where you're blowing
Getting to where you should be going.
Don't let
You're like a saint's song to me
I'll try to sing it pure and easily
You're like a Mexican blue
So bright and clear and pale in the afternoon

I saw
afternoon
Washing away every stain

When my maps pointed north they were calling for snow
To cover all sound and all sight
Tell me where on this earth
You walked away away from us 
Pulling weeds in the later afternoon sun 
Off somewhere alone to take one last look at a life you had begun 

And I
blues goodbye
Breathe until I
Soar outside my crazy nights
And live the riviera life
I'll stop
Thank you for today
I'm sure that by
Candlelight,
That's the way it happens 
On the Far Side of the World.

Back at home, it's afternoon
Six thousand miles away.
I will still be there when I get
I met her on a sunny Sunday afternoon 
She hit me with a smile warmer than the days of June 
By then I knew she had to be in some way a part of me
colors
Tick tacks on round wire
Spun steel spark on three rail thin lines

Late, by act of Congress and blue all the way to Forest Park
And this
the children's screams
And all of the blue skies and all of the grass
Is hidden by concrete the scaffold the glass

CHORUS:
Did you cry did you weep
Did you lose
by the riverside, a-floating high and blue

Or maybe cool to be a little summer wind
Like once through everything and then away again
With
color-coding my moods
You're yellow, I'm natural blue
Let's get together and be green like my insides
At least I'll match your eyes
Jealous and hypnotized
foolin'

I looked deep into those eyes of blue,
I said, Boy, I know you're young,
Don't know what to say or do
But stay with me 'til the sun goes away
by the riverside, a-floating high and blue}

{Or maybe cool to be a little summer wind
Like once through everything and then away again
With