| You give me a reason but I already know
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| Cause nature’s got a good way of telling
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| When my fingers get too deep
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| The willow tree it sing to me
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| And I can’t seem to find a peace of mind
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| Cause even when the willow tree it sings to me
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| And the band is rocking steadily
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| There’s a storm underneath it all that’s brewing
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| You give me a reason but I already know
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| Cause nature’s got a good way of telling
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| When the mountains get too steep
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| You look up above above and yes you look for your soul
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| And he gets off his cloud and yes he says hello
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| My friend in me, the willow tree
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| Has just got to go with the flow
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| Cause when your time is up ad there’s nothing to show
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| And your bridges are burnt and there’s nowhere to go
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| You say sun you better get building a fucking canoe
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| See the spider’s spinning out of control
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| It is those who try to fly who pay the toll
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| Cause even when the willow tree it sings to me
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| And the band is rocking steadily
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| There’s all these rickety creatures trying to pull me down
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| You give me a reason but I already know
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| You give me a reason but I already know |