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Atop the reservoir behind The Angel

I took in Poitín from a plastic cup

And then I must have wandered a thousand miles

Cursing all the cars and stars for their luck

And then I know I stepped onboard a vision

And I must have followed it with the wind

Up until I came to the tough decision

That it might be time to let go within

Now there's a part of it

Forever be young

I left in the heart of it

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And so then cut adrift up Camden Passage

I found myself walking with a chalk white foal

All along the Regent's Canal placid

As I walk, I fill my pockets with coal

And then feeding snide scores to a cabby

To get me with a banshee across to Bow

All along the Teeling keening in me

I think I must have drowned in the radio

Now there's a part of it

Forever be young

I left in the heart of it

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And I awoke, and I awoke

And I awoke, and I awoke

And I awoke with notes left on a table

Some were marked with pen, some with the Queen

And when I arrive back in The Angel

She will know exactly where I'd been

Now there's a part of it

Forever be young

I left in the heart of it

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Yeah, now there's a part of it

Forever be young

I left in the heart of it

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