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And never shall |
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I grow old |
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I was roaming far from home |
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Far from the town i left behind |
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Out in the wild... |
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Under open sky |
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Wind - whiped the ttears off my face |
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Light - shone away through the haze |
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Clouds cast shadows on fields below |
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Rain fell but was no longer cold |
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Felt i was stranded out of time |
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Gently touched by the breath of the |
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Gods Colors primeval... |
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Under open sky |
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Wind - whiped the ttears off my face |
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Light - shone away through the haze |
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Clouds cast shadows on fields below |
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Rain fell but was no longer cold |
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And the world may be falling |
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Still the pieces are calling me home |
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Highland winds you own my soul |
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Gladly I laid it in your hands |
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Let me roam in these green, green lands |
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And never shall |
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I grow old |
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I believe |
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I could sit here a thousand years |
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Feeding on air, |
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Whatching nothing change |
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Thinking this is a good place to die |
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This is a good place to die |
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Sad was the day when |
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I had to go |
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Back to the town that |
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I left behind |
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Enamoured for life... |
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Under open sky |
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But in my mind this land's forever clear |
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And in my thoughts |
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I will travel there |
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To ease all pain and calm my fear... |
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Under open sky |
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A piece of me remains... |
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Under open sky |
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I left my heart... |
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Under open sky |
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Highland winds you own my soul... |
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Thinking this is a good place to die |
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But a better place to live |
