Hot the road through the woods seventy hours ago
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Whether and when how I¡¯ve done it again and now you would never know
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There was once a road through the woods before they planted the trees
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It is on beneath the compass and he found the thin and never peace
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Only the keeper sees the twine beyond the window roots
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And the patrons roll at ease
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There was once a wall
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Through the woods
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Yet if you enter the woods of the summer evening lengths
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When the night had coals on the charging bulls
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Where the author whistles his mates
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If you left me in the woods
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You constantly seem so few
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You will hear the beat of a horse¡¯s feet
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And the swish of a skelet in the tube
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Stanley can¡¯t talk in flu
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The mist is southern choose
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As though the perfectly new
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We¡¯re all lost once through the woods
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The way is so long through the woods
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If you left me in the woods
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You constantly seem so few
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If you left me in the woods
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You constantly seem so few
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You constantly seem so few
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If you left me in the woods
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If you left me in the woods
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You constantly seem so few
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The Way Through The Woods
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| Pet Shop Boys |
