A thumbnail sketch, a jewelerÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s stone
A mean idea to call my own
Old man donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t lay so still youÃ¢â‚¬â„¢re not yet young
ThereÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s time to teach, point to point
Point observation, children carry reservations
Standing on the shoulders of giants leaves me cold, leaves me cold.
A mean idea to call my own, a hundred million birds fly
Singer sing me a given, singer sing me a song
Standing on the shoulders of giants everybodyÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s looking on
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