(Dewey Bunnel)
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On the first part of the journey
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I was looking at all the life
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There were plants and birds and rocks and things
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There were sand and hills and rain
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The first thing I met was a fly with no buzz
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And a sky with no clouds
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The heat was hot and the ground was dry
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But the air was full of sound
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You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
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It felt good to be out of the rain
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In the desert you can't remember your name
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'Coz there aint no one to a give you no paine
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After two days in the desert sun
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My skin began to turn red
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After three days in the desert fun
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I was looking at a river bed
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And the story it told
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Of a river that floated
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Made me sad to think it was dead
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You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name...
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After nine days I let the horse run free
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'Coz the desert had turned to sea
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There were plants and birds and rocks and things
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There were sand and hills and things
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The ocean is a desert with it's life underground
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And the perfectest sky is above
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Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
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But the humans will give no love
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You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name...
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A Horse With No Name
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