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I saw a stone |
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Cradled by the earth. |
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Because it was one i had known, |
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I started digging |
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Through the dirt |
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Until both of my hands |
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Grew tired from the work. |
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Oh, i dug patiently, |
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And i dug eagerly. |
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This was my home. |
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Here stood my home. |
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I feel at home here in the dirt. |
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And i've been breaking my bones |
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For what it's worth. |
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Oh. i wanted someone here. |
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Oh, i needed someone here |
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To wash my dirty hands. |
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And to help me rebuild. |
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You were there while i was building |
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Saying, "i am good." |
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Now I'm here and you're still watching |
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Saying, "i am good." |
