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There

I was sitting all alone, nothin' on my mind
Everything was just fine
Waves rollin' in - keepin' perfect time
Do do do ah doodle e ah e a o

A boy of six or seven came walkin' up to me
"A fine day sir" - I agreed
Said he had a question for me about the sea
Do do do ah doodle e ah e a o

There - then disappear
It's hard to define my son, but here comes another one
There - that one is gone
That's just the way it goes, there's reasons I suppose

Said he'd asked another, a bigger older kid
Who kicked a can in the water, skipped out the lid
Said he didn't know, didn't care if he ever did
Do do do ah doodle e ah e a o

There - then disappear
It's hard to define my son, but here comes another one
There - that one is gone
That's just the way it goes, there's reasons I suppose

Sometimes it's blue - sometimes green
Is it time that makes the rocks get all so smooth and clean
And that wave about to hit the shore
Is that another wave, or just the one before

There - then disappear
It's hard to define my son, but here comes another one
There - that one is gone
That's just the way it goes, there's reasons I suppose

####.... G. Simmons --- The Fables ....####
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