| Snow cuts loose from the frozen
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| Until it joins with the African sea
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| In moving it changes its cold and its name
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| The reason I come and go is the same
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| Animal game for me
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| You call it rain
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| But the human name
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| Doesn’t mean shit to a tree
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| If you don’t mind heat in your river and
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| Fork tongue talking from me
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| Swim like an eel fantastic snake
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| Take my love when it’s free
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| Electric feel with me
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| You call it loud
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| But the human crowd
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| Doesn’t mean shit to a tree
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| Change the strings and notes slide
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| Change the bridge and string shift down
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| Shift the notes and bride sings
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| Fire eating people
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| Rising toys of the sun
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| Energy dies without body warm
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| Icicles ruin your gun
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| Water my roots the natural thing
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| Natural spring to the sea
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| Sulphur springs make my body float
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| Like a ship made of logs from a tree
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| Redwoods talk to me
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| Say it plainly
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| The human name
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| Doesn’t mean shit to a tree
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| Snow called water going violent
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| Damn the end of the stream
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| Too much cold in one place breaks
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| That’s why you might know what I mean
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| Consider how small you are
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| Compared to your scream
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| The human dream
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| Doesn’t mean shit to a tree |