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There's a faraway land, so the stories all tell |
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Somewhere beyond the horizon |
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If we can find it then all will be well |
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Troubles there are few, someday we'll go to |
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Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew |
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Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew |
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They say breezes are warm there and people are kind |
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Maybe it's something like heaven |
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I close my eyes and I see in my mind |
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Skies of bluest blue and I'm sure it's true |
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Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew |
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Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew |
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I've had so much trouble finding my way there |
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When I get close, it disappears |
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If I can get there, I'm gonna stay there |
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If it takes me miles, if it takes me years |
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High on a mountain or lost on the sea |
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Sooner or later I'll find it, I have a picture of how it will be |
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On the day I do, troubles will be through |
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But I'll be home with you |
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Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew |
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Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew |
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Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew |
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Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew |
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Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew |
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Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew |
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Solla Sollew |
![Solla Sollew [From "Seussical"]](/storage/7/61059.jpg "Solla Sollew [From \"Seussical\"]")