"I have returned to the northern skies"
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I have returned to the northern skies,
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Where the summer had not touched
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The clouds that pass above.
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Oh, and I have returned to the somber grace
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Of the days too early to come and too early to stay.
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And I have left a million stars,
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And an ocean so lightly, so clearly blue.
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And I have left the warmth of the sun
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And a million adventures not yet begun.
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The great sense of passing through,
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The great sense of passing through,
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The great sense of passing through.
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Oh, for once there was beauty here for me
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Under these white, northern skies.
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I felt the green was blacker
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And the blue was darker still.
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My roots are lying deeper than I ever think they will again.
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Heartache and poverty under these northern skies.
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The great sense of passing through,
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The great sense of passing through,
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The great sense of passing through
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Northern Skies
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| Dido |
