The time is ours, your open arms
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These frozen fields, all here at Selwood Farm
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This swollen love reminds me of
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Your spilling soul that somehow always fills me up
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Every word is true
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Gathered hearts are here just to sing their soul to you
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And every word is true
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I'm happy when I'm here with you, oh with you
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At Selwood Farm
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I see the sisters smiling
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I see the light upon their face
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Here is the promise that fills this place
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There is an edge of winter
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But there is fire that keeps us warm
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This is the harvest at Selwood Farm
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Every word is true
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Gathered hearts are here just to sing their soul to you
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And every word is true
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I'm happy when I'm here with you, oh with you
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At Selwood Farm
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And these are the sons and daughters
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They turn in the leaves then come inside
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I welcome the healing of all my pride
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And this is a day worth keeping
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This is a day worth dwelling on
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This is the day at Selwood Farm
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And I don't know why, but my heart just smiles
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And I know that each day we're growing older
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But I still know the way
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So take me to the day
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Take me to the day
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At Selwood Farm
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Selwood Farm
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Selwood Farm
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Bebo Norman |