Small Faces - Just Passing Lyrics
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    Just Passing

    This feeling of spring like the wing of a bird that is flying
    The nights they grow cold as my mind does grow old
    And I'm looked at, inspected
    Hated, accepted

    The wise men they wrangle
    Their minds look for angles and meaning
    (Meaning!)
    But the ceiling is light as I glide through the night
    And I'm leaving, living, being

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