Written by: Graham Nash
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I'm the oil upon the water, I'm the lava in the flow. Resting like a rock beside the seaside. I'm the son and you're the daughter of the stranger that we know, who gets a little stoned beside the wayside. Well, there's one thing to try everybody knows music gets you high everybody grows and so it goes. You're the lips that make the laughter you're the sunshine in the snow shining out on everything you feel you're the bird that dropped the berry on the island far below finding out that everything is real. Well, there's one thing to try etc. We are loved and we are lonely we are many, we are few. make it out odf love and build a dream we are hoboes, we are holy we are me and we are you, can't it be as easy as it seems? Well, there's one thing to try everybody knows music gets you high everybody grows and so it goes

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