I¡¯m on my way, again,
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Leaving the way behind me.
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Nothing¡¯s got to come if I fleet out the flee,
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Neither my brothers, my sisters are free.
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I follow lines in several links,
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Down to the place where I call home,
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Delete it, can you call my song
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And leave it all behind?
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And the trees go somewhere,
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Locked in the false trap of the company.
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Back on the aisle 66,
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Down in the snip street of my heart.
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Down I fell for four 45,
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Please, not a kiss to the king of the land.
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The king of the land.
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I follow lines in several links,
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Down to the place valleys of the king,
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Delete it, can you feel my song
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And leave the door wide open?
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I¡¯m chasing lines of several life holds,
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Down to the promised land.
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Delete it, can you take my load?
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¡®cause I know this all.
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I follow lines in several links,
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Down to the place valleys of the king,
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Delete it, can you feel my song
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And leave the door wide open?
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I¡¯m chasing lines of several life holds,
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Down to the promised land.
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Delete it, can you take my load?
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¡®cause I know this all.
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I follow lines in constellations,
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Way ahead, a new sky
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I never even thought I love it,
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Coming in my eyes.
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I¡¯m follow lines of several life holds,
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Down to the place that I call home.
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Delete it, can you feel my load
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And leave it all behind?
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King Of The Valley
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| Mostly Autumn |
