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First rays of light are coming through |
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Been several months since I saw that much blue |
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Water a-rushing in the banks |
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Freed from the ice it has the... |
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We've got the sun, the sun to thank... |
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Matches inside your golden hair |
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Catch all the light I'd fight to the death I swear |
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As all the other mothers would, the land |
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Stalked by winter, solace in a small warm hand |
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Early morning riser to the east |
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Shadows fall behind me shiner never sleep |
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'Til that day I'll bask in everything |
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That you paint the arrows and the wheat |
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We've got the sun, the sun to thank... |
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Matches inside your golden hair |
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Catch all the light I'd fight to the death I swear |
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As all the other mothers would, the land |
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Stalked by winter, solace in a small warm hand |
