| I was left in the woods, no name in the dark/ all
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| Alone with the stars and the faces in bark/ a
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| Child in the brush cloaks moved in the shadows/
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| Quiet in the wind, blown smoke from the candles/
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| Raised by wolves under canine rules/ with
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| Magi for allies my frame size grew/ - 'til
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| Five years later after eighty two — I’d bump
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| 'Paid in Full' on my way to school/ I
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| Forgot about the breeze in the trees/ and all of the
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| Animals and insects living underneath/ for
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| Got about the power of the stream/ and how the water
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| Raged over rocks, it was lost like I dream/
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| Now I reside in a maze of concrete/ and
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| Strayed from the place I was raised upon sheep/
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| No longer wild since my time as a child/
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| Time changes all its a sign of the trial/
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| I wanna run
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| Back to the woods/ and run back to the trees/
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| Away from the taste of the smog in the streets/
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| Back to the river with the leaves under feet/ running
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| Back just as fast as I can to retreat/
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| I’m
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| Tired of the metal and the cold and the grey/ I want to
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| Lay in the plants in the sun in the day/ and
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| Breathe where the air is fresh -/ - far away from
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| Machines/ and the smell of death/- - 'cause I was
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| Left in the woods never understood why/ found
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| Reason in the seasons, trees in the sky / a
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| Child in the brush, adopted by the wilderness/
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| Nurtured by natural, banished from villages/
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| Raised by wolves — my mother was a jackal/ My brothers were vicious,
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| surviving the winters/
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| No longer wild since my time as a child/
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| Time changes all its a sign of the trial/ |