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philip glass - einstein on the beach: knee play 5 lyrics

1, 2, 3, 4
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

1, 2, 3, 4
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2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

will it get some wind for the sailboat?
and it could get for it is
it could get the railroad for these workers
and it could be where it is
it could franky
it could be franky
it could be very fresh and clean
it could be a balloon
oh these are the days my friends
and these are the days my friends

it could get some wind for the sailboat
and it could get for it is
it could get the railroad for these workers
and it could get for it is were
it could be a balloon
it could be franky
it could be very fresh and clean
all these are the days my friends
and these are the days my friends

it could be those ways
will it get some wind for the sailboat?
and it could get for it is it
it could get the railroad for these workers
and it could get for it is

so these are the days my friends
and these are the days my friends

but these days of 888 cents and 106 coins of change
these are the days my friends and these are my days my friends
make a toyota on these these
1, 2, 3
5, 6, 7

will it get some wind for the sailboat
and it could for
it could be franky it could he very fresh and clean
so it could be those ones
so if you cash the bank of world traveler from 10 months ago
do you remember hans the bus driver… , well i put
the red ball, blue ball two black and white b-lls. and hans pushed on his brakes and the four b-lls went down to that. and hans said, “get those four b-lls away from the gearshift” all these are the days my friends and these are the days my friends
it could get the railroad for these workers. it could
would will it get some wind for the sailboat. and it
could get for it is

the day with its cares and perplexities is ended and the night is now upon us. the night should be a time of peace and tranquility, a time to relax and be calm. we have need of a soothing story to banish the disturbing thoughts of the day, to set at rest our troubled minds, and put at ease our ruffled spirits

and what sort of story shall we hear ? ah, it will be a familiar story, a story that is so very, very old, and yet it is so new. it is the old, old story of love

two lovers sat on a park bench with their bodies touching each other, holding hands in the moonlight

there was silence between them. so profound was theire love for each other, they needed no words to express it. and so they sat in silence, on a park bench, with their bodies touching, holding hands in the moonlight

finally she spoke. “do you love me, john ?” she asked. “you know i love you. darling,” he replied. “i love you more than tongue can tell. you are the light of my life. my sun. moon and stars. you are my everything. without you i have no reason for being.”

again there was silence as the two lovers sat on a park bench, their bodies touching, holding handls in the moonlight. once more she spoke. “how much do you love me, john ?” she asked. he answered : “how’ much do i love you ? count the stars in the sky. measure the waters of the oceans with a teaspoon. number the grains of sand on the sea sh0r-. impossible, you say. yes and it is just as impossible for me to say how much i love you

“my love for you is higher than the heavens, deeper than hades, and broader than the earth. it has no limits, no bounds. everything must have an ending except my love for you.”

there was more of silence as the two lovers sat on a park bench with their bodies touching, holding hands in the moonlight

once more her voice was heard. “kiss me, john” she implored. and leaning over, he pressed his lips warmly to hers in fervent osculation…

- philip glass lyrics

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