| Flying down lanes, bicycles red and blue
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| And tunnels of tall trees, with you
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| Together we are very small
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| Riding across the great land
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| On the Eastern Avenue
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| The morning is bigger, taller than I knew
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| The leaves lift high, the light gets through
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| Shoulder of the lake at Clement Farm
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| You’re in the crossing of my arms
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| Wherever you may be, whatever day this is
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| On the Eastern Avenue
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| On all streets I know, I know I look for you
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| The leaves lift high, the light gets through
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| All of the days I travel with you
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| Dearest to me, child
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| Dearest to me, child
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| You are dearest to me, child
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| All of the bells I ever knew
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| Ring out at the same time
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| Ring out at the same time
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| Together, together, together
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| All of the bells I ever knew
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| Ring out at the same time
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| We look up at the same time
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| Together, together, together
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| On the Eastern Avenue, on all streets
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| I know I know I count on you
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| The leaves lift high, the light gets through |