Time Travel FantasyJackson Browne
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My head is in the forest
And I'm thinking about you
The mist is pulling lightly
On the timber
My thoughts are of the forest
And I'm sure, I'm not in view
Of anyone but the dragon
And the prince of song
I cannot see the daytime
For my head is in the night
The fog is gently swaying
On the moor now
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