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A stick, a stone |
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It's the end of the road |
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It's the rest of a stump |
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It's a little alone |
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It's a sliver of glass |
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It is life, it's the sun |
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It is night, it is death |
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It's a trap, it's a gun |
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The oak when it blooms |
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A fox in the brush |
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The knot in the wood |
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The song of a thrush |
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The wood of the wind |
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A cliff, a fall |
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A scratch, a lump |
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It is nothing at all |
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It's the wind blowing free |
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It's the end of the slope |
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It's a beam it's a void |
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It's a hunch, it's a hope |
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And the river bank talks |
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Of the waters of March |
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It's the end of the strain |
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The joy in your heart |
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The foot, the ground |
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The flesh and the bone |
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The beat of the road |
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A slingshot stone |
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A fish, a flash |
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A silvery glow |
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A fight, a bet |
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The range of a bow |
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The bed of the well |
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The end of the line |
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The dismay in the face |
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It's a loss, it's a find |
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A spear, a spike |
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A point, a nail |
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A drip, a drop |
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The end of the tale |
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A truckload of bricks |
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In the soft morning light |
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The shot of a gun |
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In the dead of the night |
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A mile, a must |
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A thrust, a bump |
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It's a girl, it's a rhyme |
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It's a cold, it's the mumps |
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The plan of the house |
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The body in bed |
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And the car that got stuck |
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It's the mud, it's the mud |
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A float, a drift |
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A flight, a wing |
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A hawk, a quail |
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The promise of spring |
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And the river bank talks |
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Of the waters of March |
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It's the promise of life |
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It's the joy in your heart |
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(orchestral interlude) |
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A snake, a stick |
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It is John, it is Joe |
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It's a thorn in your hand |
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And a cut in your toe |
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A point, a grain |
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A bee, a bite |
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A blink, a buzzard |
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A sudden stroke of night |
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A pass in the mountains |
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A horse and a mule |
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In the distance the shelves |
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Rode three shadows of blue |
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And the river talks |
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Of the waters of March |
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It's the promise of life |
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In your heart, in your heart |
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A stick, a stone |
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The end of the load |
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The rest of a stump |
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A lonesome road |
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A sliver of glass |
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A life, the sun |
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A knight, a death |
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The end of the run |
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And the river bank talks |
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Of the waters of March |
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It's the end of all strain |
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It's the joy in your heart |
