| The twisted oak has stories to tell
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| And there is nobody listening but me but it’s just as well
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| Here I’m always hoping to find
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| The peace of mind I’ve left behind
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| I find myself alone in the wood
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| Where only forest fairies and spirits understood
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| I lose myself hoping to find
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| The peace of mind I’ve left behind
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| Somewhere lost in a web of lies
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| The twilight whispers goodbye
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| Night was falling all around
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| And though the dawn was breaking, no pieces could be found
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| It’s there I go, hoping to find
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| The peace of mind I’ve left behind
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| Somewhere lost in a web of lies
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| The twilight whispers goodbye
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| Oh, the crickets sing their song
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| Singing to the moon and stars as I sing along
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| We sing together hoping to find
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| The peace of mind I’ve left behind
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| The twisted oak has stories to tell
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| And there is nobody listening but me but it’s just as well
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| Here I’m always hoping to find
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| The peace of mind I’ve left behind
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| My peace of mind I’ve left behind |