| One, two, three, four
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| Sing, bird of prey
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| Beauty begins at the foot of you, do you believe the manner?
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| Gold stainless nail
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| Torn through the distance of man
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| As they regard the summit
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| Even Siberia goes through the motions
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| Hold out and hold up, hold down the window
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| Hold out the morning that comes into view
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| River running right on over my head
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| How does she sing?
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| Who holds the ring? |
| And ring and you will find me coming
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| Cold reigning king
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| Hold all the secrets from you
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| As you produce the movement
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| Even Siberia goes through the motions
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| Hold out and hold up, hold down the window
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| Hold out the morning that comes into view
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| River running right over the outboard, river
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| Bluetail, tailfly, Luther in time
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| Hold out the window
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| Warm by the tower
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| Green leaves reveal the unspoken khatru
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| How does she sing?
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| Who holds the ring? |
| And ring and you will find me coming
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| Cold reigning king
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| Shelter the women that sing
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| As they produce the movement
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| Even Siberia goes through the motions
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| Hold out and hold up, hold down the window
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| Hold out the morning that comes into view
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| River running right over the outboard, river
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| Bluetail, tailfly, Luther in time
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| Suntower, asking, cover, lover
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| July’s daytime, movement, move night
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| Choose how, long now
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| Take time, take place
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| Take yawn, take piece
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| New past, choose past
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| Warn these, warn those
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| My soul, your soul |