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I have carried |
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These south |
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Many seasons |
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They're pulling by these |
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Bargaining my smile |
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And when you're eyes come rushing |
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Up to greet them |
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I cast them all to |
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Keep them in |
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My sightOoh |
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I would watch |
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Their shadows on parade |
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I've been chasing |
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Clouds that have made me cowards |
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They're burning by these |
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I have claimed |
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I wantCarried by the wind |
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Dance of our fathers |
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Counting their crushing paining words |
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Ooh, I could see |
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Those shadows on parade |
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I will hold high days in moving pictures |
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Carry their questions in my eyes |
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And when my body sways like a drunkard |
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I'll cast them out to keep them in my sight |
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Ooh, I would watch |
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Their shadows on parade |
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Shadows on parade |
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Can't and duck it |
