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When we went off away from the forest,we did travel far to get a taste of so much more. |
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We dug up the roots of all the stories, put 'em in a potand brought them to a fiery road. |
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We fed on these things without a worry,never gave a thought to the coming of the winter storm. |
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Gone away, gone away, what was yesterday. |
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Make a meal, make a bed, tuck your feet in. |
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Rested elbows twice on a table can be nice,but the comforts they can be deceiving(Short instrumental break) |
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The seasons are not what they once seemed. |
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The berries all are green, though summer's at a fine high crest. |
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We lifted our shirts up in a hurry,reaching for the belly hollow from the long cold rest. |
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We slept up all the fat but there'd be no more of that,cause there must be some disease 'neath the canopies. |
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Swinging tails from trees we could gather what we need. |
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Give away what we had our first share of,but now the forks and knives with the sacrifice. |
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We could bare only some can believe in.(Instrumental break) |
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When we in turn, we find all the leaves had died. |
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Had we all gone away for such a long time.we are alike, so sweet and enough to eat,but now it's all just bones and a long way away from home. |