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Neil Young On The Way Home Live

When the dream came i held my breath with my eyes closed i went insane like a smokering day when the wind blows now i wont be back 'til later on if i

: When the dream came I held my breath with my eyes closed I went insane, Like a smoke ring day When the wind blows Now I won't be back till later on

When the dream came I held my breath with my eyes closed I went insane, Like a smoke ring day When the wind blows Now I won't be back till later on If