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Everything has its season, everything has its time |
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Show me a reason and |
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I'll soon show you a rhyme |
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Cat's been on the window sill, children fit in the snow |
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Why do I feel |
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I don't fit in any place |
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I go?Rivers belong where they can ramble |
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Eagles belong where they can fly |
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I've got to be where my spirit can run free |
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Gotta find my corner of the sky |
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Every man has his day dreams, every man has his goal |
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People like the way dreams have of sticking to the soul |
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Thunder clouds have their lightning, nightingales have their song |
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And so you see |
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I want my life to be something more than long |
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Rivers belong where they can ramble |
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Eagles belong where they can fly |
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I've got to be where my spirit can run free |
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Gotta find my corner of the sky |
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So many men are destined to settle for something small |
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But I won't rest until |
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I know I have it all |
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So don't ask where |
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I'm going, but listen where |
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I'm goneFar away you'll hear me singing softly to the dawn |
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Rivers belong where they can ramble |
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Eagles belong where they can fly |
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I've got to be where my spirit can run free |
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Gotta find my corner of the sky |
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Rivers belong where they can ramble |
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Eagles belong where they can fly |
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I've got to be where my spirit can run free |
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Gotta find my corner of the sky |
