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They used to think the swallows |
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Were living under water |
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All through the winter |
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When they were missing from the trees |
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They used to think the geese |
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Buried from the branches |
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Each gentle sunny spring |
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When they came back again |
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(Chorus) |
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But the swallows and the geese |
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They have always heard |
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The ringing of the bells |
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That echoed through the earth |
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The monarch butterflies |
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In their cloud of orange wings |
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And all the colder eels |
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Swimming through the sea |
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They are following a path |
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To places never seen |
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They see the secret map |
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The moon draws on the sea |
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The butterflies and eels |
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They have always heard |
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The ringing of the bells |
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That echoed through the earth |
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But the airplanes over head |
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Hang heavy in the air |
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And all the shiny cars |
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They circle in despair |
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When might they cry? |
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Where you were ever |
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But they will never hear |
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The bells that ring tonight |
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The bells that ring tonight |
