| It’s drawn me out here the sight of my charge
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| By the movement
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| Scratching the ground to make home where it carves
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| What a poor thing
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| Half light and gray light a beat on the wind and it’s all alright
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| Cold, but you’re all alright
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| Onto the rising air
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| Onto the rising air
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| Come to my side and beg me for my reasons
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| Right past the line where it was safe to be
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| Where I found you
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| Letting you down by the break in the trees
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| I am bound to
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| Forgive this, Love, as it breaks at the seams
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| Watch it rise to flight
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| Watch it rise to flight
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| Onto the rising air
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| Onto the rising air
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| Onto the rising air and we both fly
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| Onto the rising air
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| Onto the rising air
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| Come to my side and beg me for my reasons |