Lyrics Lady of the North (Alternate Version) - Gene Clark
                                                Flying 
                                                high 
                                                above 
                                                the 
                                                clouds, 
                                                we 
                                                lay 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                grassy 
                                                meadow
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                earth 
                                                was 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                pillow 
                                                for 
                                                our 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Trials 
                                                never 
                                                entered 
                                                into 
                                                any 
                                                conversation
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                was 
                                                the 
                                                relation 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                change 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                wind 
                                                must 
                                                come
 
                                    
                                
                                                Over 
                                                the 
                                                mountain
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                seasons 
                                                roll 
                                                under 
                                                the 
                                                sun
 
                                    
                                
                                                Passing 
                                                the 
                                                shadows 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Flying 
                                                high 
                                                above 
                                                the 
                                                clouds, 
                                                we 
                                                lay 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                grassy 
                                                meadow
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                earth 
                                                was 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                pillow, 
                                                for 
                                                our 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Trials 
                                                never 
                                                entered 
                                                into 
                                                any 
                                                conversation
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                was 
                                                the 
                                                relation 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                change 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                wind 
                                                must 
                                                come
 
                                    
                                
                                                Over 
                                                the 
                                                mountain
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                seasons 
                                                roll 
                                                under 
                                                the 
                                                sun
 
                                    
                                
                                                Passing 
                                                the 
                                                shadow 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                dreams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ah, 
                                                ah, 
                                                fine 
                                                lady 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                north
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                silver 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                ocean 
                                                shore
 
                                    
                                
                                                Flying 
                                                breeze, 
                                                whispers 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                trees
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Life's Greatest Fool
2 Silver Raven
3 No Other
4 Strength Of Strings
5 From A Silver Phial
6 Some Misunderstanding
7 True One
8 Lady Of The North
9 Train Leaves Here This Morning
10 Life's Greatest Fool (Alternate Version)
11 Silver Raven (Alternate Version)
12 No Other (Alternate Version)
13 From a Silver Phial (Alternate Version)
14 Some Misunderstanding (Alternate Version)
15 Lady of the North (Alternate Version)
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