| The sigh
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| The color
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| Chestnut skin
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| And ends alone you hide the color
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| That’s inside a hundred rivers
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| Here divide your heart in two
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| Just like the land, so many pieces that don’t fit
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| That make a cloth for her to wear
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| She mends the rip
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| But you still see the tear
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| And if you bring to me
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| You bring in flowers from the scene
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| Red and blue haze
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| A purple light
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| It brings the shadows to the light
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| And the rain falls down and hits the ground
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| Make the proper things and you’ll find
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| Like this bird on the scene
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| You can do anything
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| Like this bird on the scene
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| And you’ll find
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| The sigh
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| The color
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| Chestnut skin
|
| And ends alone you hide the color
|
| That’s inside a hundred rivers
|
| Here divide your heart in two
|
| Just like the land, so many pieces that don’t fit
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| But make a cloth for her to wear
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| She mends the rip
|
| But you still see the tear
|
| And the rain falls down and hits the ground
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| Make the proper things and you’ll find
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| Like this bird on the scene
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| You can do anything
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| Like this bird on the scene
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| And you’ll find
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| Wait up for me
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| If I fall behind
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| Wait up for me
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| And the rain falls down and hits the ground
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| Make the proper things and you’ll find
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| Like this bird on the scene
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| You can do anything
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| Like this bird on the scene
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| We can find
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| We can find
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| We can do it
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| And you’ll find
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| Whe can find
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| We can find
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| We can do it
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| And we’re fine |