I'm looking at mountain ranges, I'm looking at islands, baby
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Oh, archipelago take me
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I'm looking to isolate me, terra incognita, baby
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I'm getting away from all the
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La-di-dah, la-di-dah
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I'll be gone for good, out there with the creatures in the woods
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And I'll be understood, make friends with the pagans in the nude
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I'll be no different, just a little less interested
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In all that new world shit
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a¢æ?Cause there ain't no new world in the sticks
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I'm getting on a mountain, baby, yeah
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I'm thinking of an island, maybe
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Oh, archipelago, take me
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I'm looking to isolate me, terra incognita, baby
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I'm getting away from all the-
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La-di-dah, la-di-dah
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I'll bring a book to read, Crusoe to get my in my theme
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Might bring my heart to break, gonna find some pretty Wiccan thing
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I'll bring some chocolate, ain't no way can she could resist
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And I'll being my papa's tricks
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a¢æ?Cause there ain't no help line in the sticks
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La-di-dah, la-di-dah
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The Sticks
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