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I want flatlands |
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I never cared about money and all its friends |
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I want flatlands |
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I want flatlands |
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I don't want precious stones |
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I never cared about anything you've ever owned |
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I want flatlands |
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I want simplicity |
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I need your arms wrapped hard around me |
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I want open plains and scattered trees |
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I want flower fields |
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I want salty seas |
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I want flatlands soft and steady breeze |
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bringing scents of lined-up orchard trees |
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dripping heavy with pears and dancing leaves |
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I want flatlands |
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will you go there with me |
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When it's said in the dark and you know it's always there |
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when it's dead in our heart but your mind is unafraid |
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when it's said in the dark and you know it's never coming back |
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when it's there in your heart in your mind you set it free |
