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Early Sunday morning I was walking down the pier,
Talking to myself again, trying to get things clear.
I saw the old man blowing bubbles by EzekielВґs carousel.
The children hadnВґt gathered yet, but i was waiting I could tell.
He said, "I love to watch the children
Chase the bubbles that i blow.
It helps me keep a promise
I made a long long time ago.
IВґm gonna love this world the best I can,
Then leave the rest in graceВґs hands.
Gorgie on the boardwalk in another rent
Shouting itВґs all over and itВґs all to late to save.
Preaching to some seagulls and to the rising sun.
Preaching so much sorrow and the world had just begun.
And I was thinking maybe GorgieВґs not so very wrong.
Then I heard the bubble man singing
And I had to sing along.
IВґm gonna love this world the best I can,
Then leave the rest in graceВґs hands.
On my way back homeward feeling kinda strange.
Everything is different now but nothing really changed.
Passing all the laughing children chazing bubbles in the sky.
The old man saw me waving
But he did not wave goog-bye.
He blow a giant bubble and smiled at what he done
And all of us were spellbound
As it floated to the sun.
IВґm gonna love this world the best I can,
Then leave the rest in graceВґs hands.
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