| When I look back on my life
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| A stillness passes over friends
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| What I stored was yours to keep
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| It’s no more mine to reclaim than the rocks or the trees
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| Oh, I spent a year in the kingdom
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| On my way, on my way through the garden
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| I spent a year in the kingdom
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| On my way, on my way through the garden
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| Mmm, mmm
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| Comfort used to pass my days
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| Before you shook the cold from me
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| I have enough to hold me to your side
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| Before release comes for me like a thief in the night
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| Oh, I spent a year in the kingdom
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| On my way, on my way through the garden
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| Mmm, I spent a year in the kingdom
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| On my way, on my way through the garden
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| I’d give back every night bird’s song
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| I’d give back every lay in the dawn
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| I’d give back my singing voice
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| For one more day, one more day in the kingdom
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| For one more day, one more day in the kingdom |