Sublime
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I met a Dutch girl on her way to France,
Reading on the road under
The cover of a sandwich
Ooh Flying
I was in a trance
The black man in the corner
Was the only one to notice me
And the beat goes on,
I was coming home.
There can be nothing more sublime,
Than climbing a mountain line by line.
I am just a summer, not a river.
I'll send you a postcard.
The first train that came along
Was heading for the centre
A central double decker
Choo Choo !
Buzzing.
I had to check.
I didn't put my case on,
'till I checked the destination too.
I was on my way.
Nothing more to say
There can be nothing more sublime
Than climbing a mountain line by line.
I'm just a summer, not a river
I send you a postcard
Smoke poured from the chimney stack,
And the trains moved out the way
As we pulled into the station Woo.
So bright,
It was painters light.
I wore my shades across the central reservation Wow!
I was on my own.
I was not alone.
There can be nothing more sublime
Than climbing a mountain line by line
I'm just a summer, not a river
I'send you a postcard
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