I know I must be leaving,
It's a cold and it's a freezing afternoon.
I know I must be leaving,
From this school house that you might see one day soon.
But almost every night,
I keep having this recurring dream,
That I can divide ten by three.
But it's just a dream,
And it works for me.
And it works for me.
I know I must be leaving.
As the sound of silence echos round the room.
I know I must be leaving,
In the hope that one day maybe we'll pull through.
But almost every night,
I keep having this recurring dream,
That I can divide ten by three.
But it's just a dream.
And it works for me.
And it works for me.

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