| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - No More Floating BluesSee those airships coming in, babe, floating down from the blue.There was a time for floating, and that time is through.I was out there in Montana, I was under that big sky.The thought of you here in the city made me sit and sigh.Baby, let's go out for breakfast, there is a place just up the block.They will serve you anything you like, and we can sit and talk.Anyone who sees us
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