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Willow trees bend |
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but I won't bend |
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I will never lay down |
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for every man alive |
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there's a fire |
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and for every king a crown |
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my world's been rocked before |
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and it will be rocked again |
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by a tremor or a howling wind |
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and lord if you demand |
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if the world at large asks of me |
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I will surrender to you |
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we have a power |
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all animals do |
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when faced with your fire |
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I will surrender to you |
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fun to joy the aim |
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so we live forever |
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they may mock us but we do |
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the river carries on |
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clouded with what we've done |
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the deeds of me and you |
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we have a power |
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all animals do |
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when faced with your fire |
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I will surrender to you |
