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What kind of sound, I think I can hear
a lily-white lily calling
she seems to yearn to darken skin and hair
I really know, without her force
you would be falling
you wouldn't need to breathe
my sinner air
now listen

This day'll be grey, so take my advice
and wait for the dawning
wait for the rise of light tomorrow morning
look for the highest place in space
to rest and stay
you've got to chase the early rising sun
next day
What kind of sound, I think I can hear    a lily-white lily calling    she seems to yearn to darken skin and hair    I really know, without her force    you would be falling    you wouldn't need to breathe    my sinner air    now listen       This day'll be grey, so take my advice    and wait for the dawning    wait for the rise of light tomorrow morning    look for the highest place in space    to rest and stay    you've got to chase the early rising sun    next day