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Wading in Deeper |
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The summer has ended quietly surrendered |
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Laying it's weapons on |
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The ground 'round her feet |
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The chimes they are calling |
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The leaves they are falling |
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To cover this land with their innocent lives |
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Lalalala wading in deeper |
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Lalalala up to her knees |
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Two hands that are white |
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Can't put up the fight |
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Bereft of all strength and |
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The flames in her eyes |
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The infant the damage |
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The plunder the pillage |
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Her ruins of smoke |
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this river can't choke |
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Lalalala wading in deeper |
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Lalalala up to her waist |
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The fall is a'coming |
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closer each morning |
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It snarls at her heals and |
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Breathes down her neck |
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A raven is calling |
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Promethean warning |
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The ties to her arms and |
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Her legs pull her down |
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Lalalala wading in deeper |
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Lalalala over her head |