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Woke up on the sand, |
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tied up my sleeping bag |
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The jetty won't last forever, |
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waves are tumbling tumble |
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Stone by stone |
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I left my only home |
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And brick by brick |
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Walled myself from happiness |
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And eucalyptus piled high |
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I'm shivering by a flaming fire |
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I've got too much time |
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Too much time gone by and I can't find you if I tried |
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Too much time |
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Too much time gone by and I can't find you if I tried |
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Rolled up my map |
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I got no obligations |
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I packed up my pots and pans |
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Freedom is overrated |
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Stone by stone |
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I left my only home |
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And brick by brick |
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Walled myself from happiness |
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And dead fir and almond-wood |
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A storm crosses over Mt. Hood |
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I've got too much time |
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Too much time gone by and I can't find you if I tried |
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Too much time |
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Too much time gone by and I can't find you if I tried |
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Too much time |
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Too much time gone by and I can't find you if I tried |
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Too much time |
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Too much time gone by and I can't find you if I tried |
