| Had I known, had I been warned
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| The hawks will hover, buzzards swarm
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| The rattlers strike, scorpions sting
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| Their tiny drops can slay a king
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| You have told so many lies
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| Said them right into my eyes
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| Used your powers to hurt them
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| Crashed into your open sun
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| The Bay of Skulls have found you
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| The Bay of Skulls have found you
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| The moon has settled for the night
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| The days pass faster than I’d like
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| For I have traveled many miles
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| Have been met with many smiles
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| And every April, gray winged doves
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| Build their nests and guard their young
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| From my garden window view
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| Hear their early morning coo |