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Looking for a reason not to stay drunk |
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All the time |
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Fell my way through the creases of those wrinkled linen sheets |
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Of time You wondered off to |
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Mexico Leaving late no one know you flown |
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It was the moment |
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I made a truce |
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Between the feather and goose |
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Come back speaking |
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Spanish I don't mind |
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Sky water running off the mountain |
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Sliding through the light of dusty souls |
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The feel of what our grows asking the beetle |
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Of the lonely mocking bird |
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When you're running off with money man |
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We all knew there would be no return |
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That was the moment when the breeze |
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Stashed across the wicked sees |
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And came back as the ballad of the pines |
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Sing it with me if your heart is broken |
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This is the |
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Ballad of the pines |
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Sing it with me if you're filled with joy |
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For this is the |
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Ballad of the pines |
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Sing it with your best friends sing it to you |
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The ballad of the pines |
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They are scared and their like temples sing it to them |
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The ballad of the pines |
