| An endless alley of oaks, so green and wise
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| There’s a falcon on the road
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| Singing in the sunrise, an endless alley of oaks
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| Standin' deep
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| Guarding all our dreams
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| Even when we sleep
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| When I picture myself old
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| I hope you’ll be there
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| We know youth is gold
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| Even if I see silver in your hair
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| Cozy slippers on a porch
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| Watching the world go by
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| We turn time on the clock
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| It’s like the beat of our lives
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| Golden flames will be burning every sorrow
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| Even if it rains tomorrow
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| An endless alley of oaks, so green and wise
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| There’s a falcon on the road, singing in the sunrise
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| When I picture myself old
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| I hope you’ll be there
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| We know youth is gold
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| Even if I see silver in your hair 2x |