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Everyone is hiding out |
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In shacks they built by themselves. |
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If winter was any colder then they'd freeze. |
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Everyone is hiding out. |
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All the spirits in the field. |
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All of the houses are sealed. |
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No one is coming or going today. |
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All the spirits in the field. |
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A tempest seen over the cliff |
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Is set to hit the monolith. |
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It's not much surprise in it coming today, |
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A tempest seen over the cliff. |
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Evil is in the air, I'm not coming out, out, out. |
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Bundled up scared, huddled on the corner of the couch, couch, couch. |
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And Jamie's not here, she is on the other side of town, town. |
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The howling of dogs echo in every inch of the house, house, house. |
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The knock on my door before it collapses to the ground, ground, ground. |
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But Jamie's not here, she is on the other side of town, town. |
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A pause in the speech. |
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All mouths watering. |
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The garden of earth |
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It blooms in the seed. |
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I welcome the leech |
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That lived in your birth. |