| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| If I’m running out of time, then I’m running out of time
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| There’s nothing you can do, to try to pull me through
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| Could tie me down with twine, give me back what’s mine
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| I wouldn’t want you to, try to pull me through
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| Ah-ah-ah, through, ah-ah-oh
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| You’ll find me in the morning, hidden within the rose
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| Down beneath the great lake, up where the jackdaw crows
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| My grandfather did ask me, do you know what you have done
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| There will be bones in the waters
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| I found them when you were young
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| And if I’m gonna find a way, then I’m gonna find a way
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| To give it back to you, to try to see it through
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| My wish is in the well, my heart began to swell
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| My breath became so slow, and the world it seemed to grow-oh-oh-oh
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| You’ll find me in the morning, hidden within the rose
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| Down beneath the great lake, up where the jackdaw crows
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| My grandfather did ask me, do you know what you have done
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| There will be bones in the waters
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| I found them when you were young
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh-oh |