High Road

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High Road

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[Verse 1] At two fish creek they come to meet Weathered and edged by the summer heat The sun is always in their eyes They hold their glasses like a prize [Verse 2] On a clouded fair and gin they dine They're always losing track of time A swampy mangrove paradise They import everything that's nice [Verse 3] Comfort is a word rarely heard Wages are transient they look For opportunity to grow The better times they never show [Verse 4] By now their dreams have all been dreamt All of their money has been spent The crashing surf upon the ground And no one ever hears a sound [Verse 5] A life of middling at best Put that pro-touch-up to a rest Was it a choice they do not know The better times they never show [Outro] Paradise is all around But happiness is never found Paradise is all around But happiness is never found

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  • Tennis