| Then when a breeze blows
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| Goes a guest to my glass
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| It s the bare dazing dust
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| Trust in tensile force
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| The source of resistance has always been given
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| Certainly take the hardness of a willow tree
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| It is concealed in the nature of things
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| Cheerful dancing feet
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| Meet the surface of earth
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| With a spring so strong
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| Long ago the same
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| The fame of all matter created by God
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| Why do I have to wonder when a chair replies
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| It is concealed in the nature of things
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| Feel the charm of you the chain will be bound
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| Weakness by sweetness- oh
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| Where are you tonight, the moon is round
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| Clear cloudless sky — and then we ll see
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| See the sun constantly run
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| In a circle |