| There are lines of hills around us
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| I’m back in my father’s land
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| Billowing clouds and the lazy old wind blows
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| Bringing the turning and all of the change
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| Seven times sun, seven times rain
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| It’s been too long since I walked with you
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| Through the woods and the city streets
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| When I feel you running through my veins
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| I have no fear of what is to come
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| Seven times rain, seven times sun
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| We are what the gods have made us
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| We can go consenting through the world
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| We can watch our children growing away
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| Into the people that they’ll become
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| Seven times rain, seven times sun
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| I have a friend on the other side
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| We smile across the wire
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| But we never could decide on
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| Who was to be Abel and who was Cain
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| Seven times sun, seven times rain
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| And I’m OK up here flying
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| I just don’t know where to land
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| It took me nearly a lifetime to understand
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| The world has no anchor and no chains
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| Just seven times sun, seven times rain |