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Running through our hands |
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In the waving grass |
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One harvest time can't stop them now |
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Cities made of sand |
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That were built to last |
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No one man sky to tell them how |
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Seasons kiss, collide and miss |
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Stars still turn and sometimes burn |
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And the stones alone laugh... |
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Passing through our arms |
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Go each others loves |
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One woman sea can't break their fall |
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Blossoms in your gaze, |
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Stormclouds race above |
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One season more they've grown so tall |
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Seasons kiss, collide and miss |
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Stars still turn and sometimes burn |
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But the stones alone laugh... |
