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Walk 5 feet above the mountain, |
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The landscape remains the same. |
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Walk 5 feet below the ground and |
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The landscape is unchanged. |
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I know my home's eroding, |
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The mountain rises again. |
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I've seen the ocean rising, |
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Only the stones remain. |
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I've heard the Titan stirring, |
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I don't know who to blame. |
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This water tastes like wine. |
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This water tastes like turpentine. |
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I didn't travel all this way |
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Just to leave a trail of tears behind. |
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I didn't travel all this way |
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Just to drag a tail behind. |
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I didn't travel all this way |
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Just to leave my hands and nails behind. |
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Everybody prays that |
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The rain will shatter the dam. |
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The water will turn the mortar to sand. |
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The engineers have done |
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All they can |
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But we're damned. |
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Little lost lamb, |
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I've done all I can, |
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The barn door has blown shut |
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And the brook is rising up. |
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To move, |
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To breath, |
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We must cherish these. |
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We have these things like feet. |
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The townies saw a monster |
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But the monster saw a man. |
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The coroner's report |
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Found a flower in his hand. |
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Before pitchforks and torches, |
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Ferdinand made his last stand. |
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The farmer dropped his sword |
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And went back to his plow. |
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The children it had frightened |
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Were even more scared now. |
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The minister and mayor |
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Told the people to be proud. |
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And when they went to bed |
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They tossed and turned all night. |
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But when the sun came up |
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They never saw the light. |
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And when the worms had finished them, |
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They knew that they were right. |
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This mountain has |
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A mind of its own. |
