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do you ever listenfor the sounds that your hands make?did you know thatwe could make sounds?I don't know what the palace knowsbut I don't run with sheepthe shepherd can't herd memy feet ever slowthe age that takes meI'll slip out to the mountains where nobody knows meI will make my home hereI will make my home hereI will make my home heregrow a field of plentyto hold me tight and keep us warmfrom the cold that burns memy feet ever slowthe age that takes meI'll slip out to the mountains where nobody knows meI will make my home hereI will make my home hereI will make my home heredo you ever listenfor the sounds that your head makes?did you know thatwe could make sounds?I don't know what the palace knowsbut i don't run with sheepthe shepherd can't herd memy feet ever slowthe age that takes mei'll slip out to the mountains where nobody knows mei will make my home herei will make my home herei will make my home herei will make my home herei will make my home herei will make my home herei know that i was fine before (fine before, fine before)i know that i was fine before (fine before, fine before)i know i was fine before, fine before, fine beforeknow i was fine before, fine before, fine beforeknow i was fine before, fine before, fine beforeknow i was fine before, fine before, fine beforeknow i was fine before, fine before, fine before
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