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I ain't never going home |
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'cause i'm having a good time |
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I ain't never going home |
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'cause my time is come |
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I'll wait for the winter |
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To lie at my door |
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White stretches out before me |
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Leads me to the hall |
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White circles play within my mind |
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Ices over and freezes life |
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Time will come, time will come, time will fall |
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Bringing the world to its feet |
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Bringing the world to its feet |
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I ain't never turning back |
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'cause i've come this far |
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And i'm lost within my tracks |
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I will follow the north star |
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I'll wait till the springtime |
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Is breathing at my door |
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The wilderness before me |
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Heeds the lions roar |
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White circles play within my mind |
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Ices over and freezes life |
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Time will come, time will come, time will fall |
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Bringing the world to its feet |
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Bringing the world to her hands and her knees |
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I'll wait till the winter |
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Is lying at my door |
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Time stretches out before me |
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A stone's throw from the door |
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White circles play within my mind |
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Ices over and freezes life |
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Time will come, time will come, time will fall |
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Bringing the world to its feet |
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Bringing the world to her hands and her feet |
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Bringing the world to its feet |