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We set the field to fire
We set the land to fire
The smoke fell all and even
Ground the flames above
And as the places passed us
Across the common land
The streets laid in the ashes burnt
Opening the old pine
Opening the old pine

You've fallen broken see
The day return to real
You dripped and fall apart
To find the truth

Just like the rains and ran to
When the land is ...
The road has got a pool of water
Like the feels I won't forget

You've fallen broken see
The day return to you
And shook you from your sleep
And they're the one to use
You dripped and fall apart
To find the truth.

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The Jack Pine
Hem



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