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There is a home out of harms swift way |
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I set myself to find |
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I swore to my love |
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I would Bring her there |
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Then I left my love behind |
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The desert was long |
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The mountain high |
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The road ran steep and winding |
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The promises so easily made |
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Unbearable, yet binding |
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Oh me, oh my |
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Who's gonna count my time |
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Time will go, it never stays |
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Memory locked in her passing |
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Try, oh try to cling to her |
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Until she becomes everlasting |
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The world's still blue |
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My word's still true |
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I feel I'm turning hollow |
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She does as she please |
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If ever she leaves |
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I'll strangle upon the sorrow |
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Oh me, oh my |
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Who's gonna mark my time |
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The road is past, tomorrow the sky |
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Between sometimes is blinding |
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Someday soon when |
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I turn to cloud |
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I will fly on her wings somehow |
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Wrapped in the road and filled with above |
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The ground seems to fade away |
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Hold to the earth like a new born child |
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Pray she returns someday |
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Oh me, oh my |
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Who's gonna mark my time |
