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On the Flake, the deep forbidden lake, the old boats go gCliding by,
and the lBbeaves are falling from the trees and landing on the lFogs and I.
See the turtles heading for the F7bog and falling Bboff the log.Bbm
They make the Fwater splash, and feeling Cno backlash,
they climb the Fsus4happy banksF. On the boats, the old and creaky boats, the shoreline goes gliding by, and the wind, there was a dying breeze, is making the banners fly. See the colors, floating in the sky, the pride of the captain's eye, as he glides his slender craft inside and opens up the door.
On the coast, the long and tempting coast, the cards on the table lie, and a speech, so eloquent in reach, was made by a passerby, passing by the way between here and left behind. And it ripples through the crowds who run and cast their doubts in the deep forbidden lake.
FYes, it echoes through the crowds who rCun and cast their doubts
in the Fsus4deep forbidden lFake. Fsus4 F