Eede/Macmichael/Moore
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Some things get started
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Some things get finished then fade away,
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But some of us made our own rules from the start
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A year in the wilderness
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We sat it out now we're home again
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and playin'....
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Into the den with the lions
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Too many good friends i lost
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They say it's a price you pay
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So don't try to force my hand
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I can't give any more.
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We'll cut every corner to cross every border
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Hello again!
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Play...
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Into the den with the lions
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It's so good to be home
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Back into the den with the lions.
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Deep in my darkest of hours
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I find myself all alone
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I hear a voice and i look to the sky
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There was an eagle
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An eagle that's flying into the sun,
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(and he whispered)
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play...
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Into the den with the lions
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It's so good to be home
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I'm falling -back into the den with the lions
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Feels so good to be home...
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A Year In The Wilderness
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| Cutting Crew |
