Annie wanders on the land.
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She loves the freedom of the air.
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She finds a friend in ev'ry place she goes.
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There's always a face she knows.
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I wish that I was there.
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She says, ``I'm leaving here tomorrow
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To find a new town far away.''
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She says, ``Won't you come too? You need a break.
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You love to wake up somewhere new
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And find another day.''
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But I live in the city
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And imagine country scenes.
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For among the rich,
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Within four walls and out of reach,
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I live behind the screen.
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She smiles as one who loves to smile,
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To show that she is free.
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But is she thinking now it's time
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To wander back again,
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To see her friends and me?
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We all live in the city
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And imagine country scenes,
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For among the rich,
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Within four walls and out of reach,
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We live behind a screen.
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The Pond And The Stream
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| Sandy Denny |
