The trees are alive
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They held their arms up high
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And with a whisper they sighed
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Your name against the wind
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Your skin was so prized
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Your head grew out to cover
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Your new blisters
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I¡¯ve tried
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To learn all that you¡¯re saying
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I used to be you
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And you used to be me
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Her body is a drug
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That¡¯s why you¡¯ve been so crazy
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We are the things that were
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And we shall be them again
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Although these were our dreams
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We¡¯ll never wake from them
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That¡¯s when someone spoke
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The crippled ripped a piece off
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And his legs were not broke
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And stood up over me
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I watched as he choked
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And threw up all those shrooms
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That had been buried
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I woke
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With you next to me
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I used to be you
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And you used to be me
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Her body is a drug
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That¡¯s why you¡¯ve been so crazy
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We are the things that were
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And we shall be them again
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Although these were our dreams
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You will never wake from them
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Hello wanderer I
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Wish I never talked to her I
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So much to say
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Hello magic mirror please
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Two spoons will stand again there
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There is so much to see
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And hello honey child
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You sure can drive me wild
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I wish you let me be
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And hello stranger, stranger
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I hate to put your life in danger
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You are the one I see
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You watched your life go by
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Scratch out the warning signs
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I watched the dessert spill
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Just as the ghost walked out
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Mushroom River
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He Is Legend |