| Whenever I need to leave it all behind
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| Or feel the need to get away
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| I find a quiet place, far from the human race
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| Out in the country
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| Before the breathin' air is gone
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| Before the sun is just a bright spot in the nighttime
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| Out where the rivers like to run
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| I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
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| Whenever I feel them closing in on me
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| Or need a bit of room to move
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| When life becomes too fast, I find relief at last
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| Out in the country
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| Before the breathin' air is gone
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| Before the sun is just a bright spot in the nighttime
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| Out where the rivers like to run
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| I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
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| Before the breathin' air is gone
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| Before the sun is just a bright spot in the nighttime
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| Out where the rivers like to run
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| I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
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| Before the breathin' air is gone
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| Before the sun is just a bright spot in the nighttime
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| Out where the rivers like to run
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| I stand alone and take back somethin' worth rememberin'
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| Before the breathin' air is gone
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| Before the sun is just a bright spot in the nighttime |