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Flowers growing |
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By the drunken river |
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Flowers growing |
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By the burning bridges |
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Flowers growing |
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Out of my bones |
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On the toppled towers flowers growing |
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On an island above flowers growing |
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Behind a mirror, behind a door |
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Flowers growing |
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Drifting fires of orange flowers |
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Roll down the stair, down from a star |
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Where they lie so long, beneath the seasons |
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Dead among the |
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On the toppled towers flowers growing |
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By the drunken river flowers growing |
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On an island above flowers growing |
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Out of my bones |
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Drifting carpets of orange flowers |
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Roll down the stairs, down from a star |
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Where they lie so long, beneath the seasons |
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Dead among the |
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Drifting fires of orange flowers |
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Lift from your eyes, out with a breath |
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Where they lie so long, beneath the seasons |
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Dead among the flowers growing |