| When we were greened and young as shoots
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| The world took off beneath our boots
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| Oh we were picked when we were young
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| Gentle words and modesty
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| When we turned towards the tide
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| Choirs screamed in their delight
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| Oh i am ripe and ready now
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| My heart is heavy, it’s going to fall
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| Out of my body
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| Unto love, unto love
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| Oh my heart is heavy, it’s going to fall
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| Out of my body
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| Would have died without
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| Your gardens of eternal life
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| That you kept so well, kept so well
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| Could have lived without
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| The fall into the tragedy
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| But i’m not adam
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| And you’re not eve
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| They were brave enough to leave
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| When they were told leave it behind
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| Leave it behind
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| It behind
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| They were brave enough to leave
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| When they were told
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| Leave it behind |