| You’ll never believe what I heard just now
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| Carried by the rain
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| It was the wind from where all the willows grow
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| She was yelling your name
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| Like a bird caught in a curtain
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| This temporary entanglement may lead to an open sky
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| Oh you’re looking for the perfect pardon
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| But there ain’t gonna be any man anymore
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| Cuz if it’s windy like in the morning
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| And we are all just lost at sea
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| We’re gonna fight
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| For in the end our only right
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| Is to live and love and work and be
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| Tell me once again
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| Said the wind to the fleeing boy
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| She told him a tale of a man gone wrong
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| Said keep on running child
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| Keep on running boy
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| Like a bird caught in a curtain
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| Like a bird caught in a curtain
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| She was always more than certain
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| That this temporary entanglement may lead to an open sky
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| Oh you’re looking for the perfect pardon
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| But there ain’t gonna be any man anymore
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| Cuz if it’s windy like in the morning
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| And we are all just lost at sea
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| We’re gonna fight
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| For in the end our only right
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| Is to live and love and work and be
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| But if it’s all the same
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| I’d like to go on
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| And leave the missing mountains to themselves
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| All the cards that you opened up
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| Will only tell you which way to not go
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| Oh you’re looking for the perfect pardon
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| That man that told you that, the man he done died
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| And there ain’t gonna be any man anymore
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| Cuz if it’s windy like in the morning
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| And we are all just lost at sea
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| We’re gonna fight
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| For in the end our only right
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| Is to live and love and work and be |