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"Did you see, the leaves are turning red?" |
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Old man Jan said "The trees are almost dead" |
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The crops are gone, even the rats have left |
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"Fingers crossed, breath held" |
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Planted these seeds, and hope that they will grow |
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But hope won't help, when hope is all alone |
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An empty stomach, is all we have to show |
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The cold is coming, that's why we have to go |
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Back to the grind. |
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Did you hear, the boys reopened the mines |
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The search for gold is the search for better times |
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Don't dig too deep, or you fall into the fires of hell |
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That's why I say "Fingers crossed, breath held" |
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Planted these seeds, and hope that they will grow |
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But hope won't help, when hope is all alone |
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An empty stomach, is all we have to show |
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The cold is coming, that's why we have to go |
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Back to the grind. |