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The Barbarians are coming

I wonder what we will do?

Will there be time left for reflection ,

What can we do ?

I'll say a prayer , for everyone one here , who cares what tomorrow brings ,

I'll keep on loving you .



The snow on the mountain tops , signifies the day

I'll look for El Dorado in some other way ,

Don't cry for me baby , I've come this way before

The night is the one thing I don't understand

So bring on the Babarians , lets see where we stand .



My face is emblazoned across the restless sky

I'll look for you in the morning , with one apple pie

You mean to come near me , to see if I can die

But don't cry for me baby , I know the way back .

You think I know the way back .



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peter paton





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