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Follow |
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The flight of the north moving birds |
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Steady |
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The echo, the great moving herd |
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They fly through the night |
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Fill their wings and their sights |
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With cold air and pale shadowed moons |
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Oh lover, kid you not |
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Though we promised a lot |
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I must fly from you |
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So hold me |
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Sing me to sleep |
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On the crest of a late breaking wave |
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And write me |
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Into your thoughts |
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I'll be safe with the words on the page |
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Shadow |
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The light plays its own little games |
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Dream world |
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Its own silent claim to remain |
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And it'll follow you still |
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Through the streams and the hills |
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And remnants of gold autumn leaves |
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Oh lover, you can walk |
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But your shadow still stalks |
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From between the trees |
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So hold me |
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Sing me to sleep |
[02:38.94] |
On the crest of a late breaking wave |
[02:46.14] |
And write me |
[02:49.84] |
Into your thoughts |
[02:52.71] |
I'll be safe with the words on the page |
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