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  1. Minstrel Boy

From the recording Undo The Damage

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Minstrel Boy
by Rod MacDonald

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Minstrel Boy
All a million stars, pinpoints out of nowhere
Red and blue and gold, a million miles from somewhere
And a cool smoke blows all around your toes and you disappear
Then you’re sailing down a street and all the lights are loud
You duck inside a doorway, stumble through the crowd
And you feel the music change, you won’t ever be the same
Now that you’ve been here
Yesh, it makes the man a minstrel boy (2x)
The minute that you meet her you’re going to love her forever
She takes your hand and leads you floating on a river
And you’re beating one heart, breathing one mind, wrapped in one skin
But by the light of day she says that she can’t see you
You let her walk away and know that she has freed you
Till she’s made a change and one evening in the rain
Comes round to love you again
But can they hear you when you call?
Will they catch you if you fall?
Are you someone real at all?
Then you set out on the highway looking for a living
Trying to remember the people are listening
With an ear or two, though they may sleep through your finest lines
You walk along the shore, you sleep out in the dirt
You used to know the score, but now you’re really searching
Till one night they’re quiet and you feel it all light up
Before your eyes

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