| Whistling, then humming
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| Cold, the air and water flowing
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| Hard, the land we call our home
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| Push, to keep the dark from coming
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| Feel the weight of what we owe
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| This, the song of sons and daughters
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| Hide, the heart of who we are
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| Making peace to build our future
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| Strong, united, working 'til we fall
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| Cold, the air and water flowing
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| Hard, the land we call our home
|
| Push, to keep the dark from coming
|
| Feel the weight of what we owe
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| This, the song of sons and daughters
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| Hide, the heart of who we are
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| Making peace to build our future
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| Strong, united, working 'til we fall
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| And we all lift, and we're all adrift
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| Together, together
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| Through the cold mist, 'til we're lifeless
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| Together, together |