[00:00.00]My Back Pages (Live) - The Byrds
[00:04.38]Written by：Kristoffer Kristofferson
[00:08.76]Crimson flames tied through my ears
[00:12.20]Throwin' high and mighty traps
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[00:16.50]Countless fire and flaming road
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[00:20.06]Using ideas as my maps
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[00:24.05]We'll meet on edges soon said I
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[00:28.01]Proud 'neath heated brow
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[00:31.43]Ah but I was so much older then
[00:35.85]I'm younger than that now
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[00:41.87]In a soldier's stance I aimed my hand
[00:45.64]At the mongrel dogs who teach
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[00:49.70]Fearing not I'd become my enemy
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[00:53.54]In the instant that I preach
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[00:57.51]My pathway led by confusion boats
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[01:01.59]Mutiny from stern to bow
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[01:05.04]Ah but I was so much older then
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[01:09.32]I'm younger than that now
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[01:38.35]Ah but I was so much older then
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[01:42.64]I'm younger than that now
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[01:48.38]My guard stood hard when abstract threats
[01:52.51]Too noble to neglect
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[01:56.53]Deceived me into thinking
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[02:00.09]I had something to protect
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[02:04.57]Good and bad I define these terms
[02:08.36]Quite clear no doubt somehow
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[02:12.26]Ah but I was so much older then
[02:16.12]I'm younger than that now