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Well, the hobo's watch stopped at five o'clock,

I feel I'll never find him

Oh Dear John, where are you?

I know you're out there somewhere

Well I got a hurricane in my pocket, though no one will believe me

They poured a bucket of tar on top of a flower, somehow

I knew they'd try it

To deny it, and defy it, and to buy it

Well let's go dancing

Let's go dancing

Said the firefly to the hurricane

Said the pouring rain to the open plain

How many times?

Well, I stopped a freight train with a grain of sand, can you hear it crashing?

I split a mountain in two with a flake of snow, still they won't believe me

Well the tales were tall the stories were old, yet somehow

I believed them

So what do you know about revolution?

When all you've taught is patience

And waiting, and making a statement

Well let's go dancing

Let's go dancing

Said the firefly to the hurricane

Said the open plain to the falling rain

How many times?

Oh let's go dancing

Let's go dancing

Let's go dancing

Let's go dancing

How many times?