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and you, false love, will weep for me, when I'm gone, when I'm gone, when I'm gone

fine laurel, fine floral, you've proved all unkind

one misty moisty morning when cloudy was the weather

gonna take your mama out all night, yeah, we'll show her what it's all about

it is the dawning of the age of aquarius

now there’s nothing left between us, as the fear becomes a roar (part II)

moonlight on the soft brown earth, it leads me to where you lay

now there’s nothing left between us, as the fear becomes a roar (part I)

from the bowery to the brimstone I tried to find your heart