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Wandered through the desert |
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Looking for my way |
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Under rocks and houses |
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Snakes burn in the day |
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Coyote is howling |
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In the mountains far away |
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Dusty winters |
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Leave what's left behind |
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There are no reasons |
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To find what |
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I call mine |
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Fences mean nothing |
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The sunrise disappears |
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Sit and watch the river flow |
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Try and touch the sky |
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And I don't mind |
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The sound of the song bird trying |
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Follow what you can find |
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Childhood washed away |
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Where did it go? |
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Where, where did it go? |
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The wind is whistling |
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Coats are buttoned high |
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Funny people |
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With nowhere left to hide |
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The canyon caravan |
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Rolls along |
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Sit and watch the river flow |
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Try and touch the sky |
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And I don't mind |
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The sound of the song bird trying |
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Follow what you can find |
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Childhood washed away |
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Where did it go? |
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Where, where did it go? |
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Didn't know those tiny arrows |
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Made of metal, pierced the heart |
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Didn't know those tiny arrows |
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Made of metal, pierced the heart |
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I didn't know those tiny arrows |
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Made of metal, pierced the heart |
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Sit and watch the river flow |
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Try and touch the sky |
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And I don't mind |
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The sound of the song bird trying |
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Follow what you can find |
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Childhood washed away |
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Where did it go? |
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Where, where did it go? |
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Where, where did it go? |
