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Change |
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The river is blocked |
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The road is hot |
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The sky is blazing |
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Black smoke on the rise |
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The weather rolls until it's on you and suddenly breaks |
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I come right back into the sound |
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I take one breath and spiral down |
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And you, more watching the road |
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Or watching the flood stage rise |
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We are yearlings |
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Now watching the tide run out |
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To what the daylight hides |
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Is among |
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Yearlings |
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Now watching the tide run out |
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We are yearlings |
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(I come right back into the sound) |
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Feeling the flood break down |
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Yearlings (I take one breath and spiral down) |
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(Change, the river is blocked) |
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Now watching the tide run out |
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(the road is hot, the sky is blazing) |
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(The weather rolls until it's on you) |
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We are yearlings (I come right back into the sound) |
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(Black smoke on the rise) |
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Feeling the flood break down (and suddenly breaks, and suddenly breaks) |
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Yearlings (I take one breath and spiral down) |
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(Change, the river is blocked) |
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Now watching the tide run out (the road is hot, |
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the sky is blazing) (The weather rolls until it's on you) |
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We are yearlings (I come right back into the sound) |
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(Black smoke on the rise) |
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Feeling the flood break down |
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(and suddenly breaks, and suddenly breaks) |
