Now's the time when this will turn to fruit
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All the poppies gonna push up through
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And I can see the ground below
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The places that I know, disappearing
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And I can see the winter fade
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I don't feel so afraid it's clearing
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[chorus]
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What a feeling, what a feeling
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What a feeling
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Life is only half way in our hands
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Years have passed while I was making plans
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And I could never find the words
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I always felt absurd, and always outside
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But now I know I shouldn't care
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There's a song already there
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Waiting inside
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What a feeling, what a feeling, what a feeling
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And I can feel the crock unwind
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The parts of me I tied are running
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And all the birds are in my head
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The laughter that was dead is coming
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What a feeling, what a feeling
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The laughter that was dead is coming
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What a feeling, what a feeling
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The laughter that was dead is coming
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What A Feeling
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| Heather Nova |
