| Two little feet to get me 'cross the mountain
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| Two little feet to carry me away into the woods
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| Two little feet, big mountain, and a
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| Cloud comin' down cloud comin' down cloud comin' down
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| I hear the voice of the ancient ones
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| Chanting magic words from a different time
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| Well there is no time there is only this rain
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| There is no time, that’s why I missed my plane
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| John Muir walked away into the mountains
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| In his old overcoat a crust of bread in his pocket
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| We have no knowledge and so we have stuff and
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| Stuff with no knowledge is never enough to get you there
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| It just won’t get you there
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| A culture exploded into knickknacks and memories
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| Eagle and Bear trinkets I don’t think it’s good
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| Old man what am I trying to say it’s a
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| It’s a messed up world but I love it anyway
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| Two little feet to get me 'cross the city
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| My little hand to knock upon your door
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| My little thing for your little thing
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| And a big love to lift us up once more to the mountain
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| Lift us up
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| Tumble us like scree let us holler out our freedom like a
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| Like a wolf across a valley like a kid lost in a game
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| No time no name gonna miss that plane again
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| And I’m gonna stay here with you baby and kiss you to a good dream
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| I’m goin' kiss you
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| Kiss you like you like it
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| I got two little feet to get me across the mountain
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| Two little feet to carry me away into the woods
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| Two little feet big mountain and a
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| Cloud comin' down cloud comin' down cloud comin' down |