| A river a mountain to be crossed
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| The sunshine in mountains sometimes lost
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| Around the south side so cold that we cried
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| Were we ever colder on that day a million
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| Miles away
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| It seemed from all eternity
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| Move forward was my friend’s only cry
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| In deeper to somewhere we could lie
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| And rest forthe the day with cold in the way
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| Were we ever colder on that day a million
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| Miles away
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| It seemed from all eternity
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| The moments seemed lost in all the noise
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| A snow storm a stimulating voice
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| Of warmth of the sky of warmth when you die
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| Were we ever warmer on that day a million
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| Miles away
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| We seemed from all eternity
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| The sunshine in mountains sometimes lost
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| The river can disregard the cost
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| And melt in the sky warmth when you die
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| Were we ever warmer on that day a million miles away
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| We seemed from all of eternity |