| Whenever she’s weary, she climbs uphill
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| And crosses a dark trail and there she finds the fox
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| In the wooden glade
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| She lies by a rock and she’s red
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| She smells of violets and picea
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| She flicks her ears as I whisper
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| I’ve grown a handsome tall tree, mother
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| And I want to bear a fruit for you
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| And I’ve carried your fears and your hopes, father
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| It’s so heavy on my back, oh you should know
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| Catch some sleep
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| I wanna find the eagle’s nest
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| Oh take me with you, (Oh oh…)
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| And I’ve been waiting a lifetime for this
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| And I’m ready, (Oh oh…)
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| It doesn’t leave me, I’ve been up all night
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| They call me crazy, (Ooh ooh…)
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| But I wanna see what the sky looks like
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| From your view, (Oh oh…)
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| But I saw your face carved in clay
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| And I saw (she saw) it outlined against
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| A purple sky, it goes loud and deep, beneath
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| Loud and deep,
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| My home is on that cliff
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| I wanna find the eagle’s nest
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| Oh take me with you, (Oh oh…)
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| I’ve been waiting a lifetime for this
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| And I’m ready, (Oh oh…)
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| Whenever I wonder what I wanted all my life,
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| They never knew me, (No oh oh, no oh oh)
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| I wanna see what the sky looks like
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| From your view, (Oh oh…)
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| I’ve grown a handsome tall tree, mother
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| And I want to bear a fruit for you
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| And I’ve carried your fears and your hopes, father
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| I’ll conquer them for me and you
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| I’ve grown a handsome tall tree, mother
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| And I want to bear a fruit for you
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| And I’ve carried your fears and your hopes, father
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| I will conquer them for me and you. |