| I want to live in the evergreens
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| The Painted Desert’s arid scenes
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| In the wilderness of your eye
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| I heard a sigh, your sigh or mine
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| In the staggering beauty
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| I’m climbing this beast’s rigid spine
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| Dance to the rhythm of the aspen leaves
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| Quivering, quivering
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| Oh, what in the world?
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| What in the world?
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| Oh, what in the world?
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| What in the world?
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| Love, pierce my heart
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| Make it sound, make it whole
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| Love, pierce my heart
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| Fill it up, spill my soul
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| I want to fall through the canyonlands
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| Snake across the shifting sands
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| Glide the plateau while I resist
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| The quenching thirst, velveteen bliss
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| I want to live on the open breeze
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| Just a piece of wild terrain
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| All of these elements sculpting me
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| They carve your name
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| They carve your name
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| Oh, what in the world?
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| What in the world?
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| Oh, what in the world?
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| What in the world?
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| Love, pierce my heart
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| Make it sound, make it whole
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| Love, pierce my heart
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| Fill it up, spill my soul
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| Love, pierce my heart
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| Make it sound, make it whole
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| Love, pierce my heart
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| Fill it up, spill my soul
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| Love, pierce my heart
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| Make it sound, make it whole
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| Love, pierce my heart
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| Fill it up, spill my soul
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| Love, pierce my heart
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| Make it sound, make it whole
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| Love, pierce my heart
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| Fill it up, spill my soul
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| Love, pierce my heart
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| Make it sound, make it whole
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| Love, pierce my heart
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| Fill it up, spill my soul
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| Love, pierce my heart
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| Make it sound, make it whole
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| Love, pierce my heart
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| Fill it up, spill my soul |