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Well we air clear blue aCching skies in the morning aftAmer,
and memories of gFold on the run, flying aGround,
was there a drunken Ccloud over someone just Amempty,
a vision of a mounFtain you say, so where did iGt go?
It was G7light and i Amheld it like a cFhild to be savGed
from thG7e fires and from the Amfalling down satFellites
but still wGondering
"DaCmn you always trFeat me like a stCranger, Ammountain
Emthough you've seen the sAmhadow between the Fcity and what isG mine,
and fallen kCids all rising Fmen among their lCogs, but leAmavers,
Emsuddenly Amdarker in their eFyes and their broken sGmiles,
Git's only what these kids will haul arCound."
CAmFG
Well there's a lot of suCllen land for hungry feed of aAmnswers,
and medicine for bFalancing things, like seeing your gGhosts,
So thank god we're brCight, said the lanterns broAmther,
cause I don't know a tFhing about boats or the land I Gsee
G7It was day and I sAmtood there once aFgain climbing quGick
G7when I knew you were theAm one throwing dying Fstars on our gatGhering
but he said
C"Damn you always tFreat me like a mounCtain, strAmanger
Emthough I have neAmver seen your sFhadows or fading liGghts,
I'm just a rCock that you'll be Fpicking up throughC all your aAmges,
Emalways belAmieving there's a cFanyon for every bGlind,
Git's only what these kids will haul arCound."
CtiAmll FyoGu get bored
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