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zuò qǔ : Hall, Kahne, Miller ... |
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Ahh |
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Ahh |
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There is a place in the bottom of the soul, |
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It' s no bread of restitution |
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Hearts smashed flat like dough |
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Where there is no pollution |
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Mute with no words to hold |
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Hopes, questions or solutions |
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Bedrock of a river that flowed |
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No past, present or future |
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We are men of nature |
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We are made from the earth |
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At the end of my eighty, I' ll return to the dirt |
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Just sand, just rock, dry land, fast and silent |
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Only bein' only breathin' |
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We' re just children of believers |
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Like fire and water be strong with compassion |
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In the morning we' re born everlasting |
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Like the grass by the sea |
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Bendin' with the wind which knocks it down time and again |
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We remain and sing |
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Standing until the dawn of day carries us away |
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As we sway through the phases of each generation |
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We leave our trace and then leave this station |
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Fierce fronts, fantasy phased |
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No blame, untamed or spoken |
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Shiggy walks through this space |
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On dry land that' s cracked and broken |
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We came to taste the rain |
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We' re just, widows and orphans |
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Not afraid to feel the pain |
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Or to leave behind our notions |
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Bathe in showers, taste the tension, |
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Hear the howl, climb the mountain, |
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Kiss the cold and heal the frozen |
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Read the dreams in this here dungeon |
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We are men of nature |
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We are made from the earth |
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At the end of my eighty, I' ll return to the dirt |
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Just sand, just rock, dry land, fast and silent |
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Only bein' only breathin' |
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We' re just children of believers |
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There is fire in these leaves and they fall naturally, |
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I' m not afraid to face these seasons |
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' Cuz, times change and there' s no one to blame |
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Even when the day is leavin' |
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Will you rise like a lion in the morning sun |
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Or will ya just lay there bleedin' |
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When the time has come, return to the kingdom |
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Close my eyes and be screamin " freedom" |
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Freedom, freedom |
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Freedom, freedom |
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Freedom, freedom |
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We are men of nature |
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the earth |
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At the end of my eighty, I' ll return to the dirt |
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Just sand, just rock, dry land, fast and silent |
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Only bein' only breathin' |
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We' re just children of believers |
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We are men of nature |
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We are made from the earth |
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At the end of my eighty, I' ll return to the dirt |
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Just sand, just rock, dry land, fast and silent |
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Only bein' only breathin' |
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We' re just children of believers |
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Children of believers |