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There is unrest in the forest. There is trouble with the trees. For the Maples want more sunlight. And the Oaks ignore their pleas The trouble with the maples. (And they're quite convinced
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There is unrest in the forest. There is trouble with the trees. For the Maples want more sunlight. And the Oaks ignore their pleas The trouble with the maples. (And they're quite convinced
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I took an air-rifle, shot a magpie to the ground & it died without a sound. Your skin so pale against the fallen Autumn leaves &. No-one saw us but the trees. . Yeah, the trees, those useless
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I took an air-rifle, shot a magpie to the ground & it died without a sound. Your skin so pale against the fallen Autumn leaves &. No-one saw us but the trees. . Yeah, the trees, those useless
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While passing through the clouds of diamond dust. As two mock suns arise beside our one. The sun dogs guide the way towards the east. And set behind the valley of calm trees The destination
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Bible is true. No picture or painting can capture the beauty of any of these. The handwork of God is revealed in the flowers the sunset the trees
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There is unrest in the forest,. There is trouble with the trees,. For the maples want more sunlight. And the oaks ignore their pleas. . The trouble with the maples,. (And they're quite
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Is true love a trip to Chinatown. Or being held in one's opium gaze. Under the peach trees. There I'll sit and wait Is true love a long walk through Bryant park. Or being held in the month of May
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I'm finding out what love is all about. And everyday I flee when school is out. I see my baby I get weak in the knees. There's nothing shakin but the leaves on the trees. My daddy told me there'd
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I'm finding out what love is all about. And every day at three when school lets out. I see my baby I get weak in the knees. There's nothin' shakin' but the leaves on the trees. Why must she be
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I'm finding out what love is all about. And every day at three when school lets out. I see my baby I get weak in the knees. There's nothin' shakin' but the leaves on the trees. Why must she be
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our John who's a father of three. . Only takes one tree, to make 1000 matches. Only takes one match, to burn A thousand trees. A thousand trees. . You see it in the classroom. In the swimming
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I'm finding out what love is all about. And everyday I flee when school is out. I see my baby I get weak in the knees. There's nothing shakin but the leaves on the trees. My daddy told me there'd
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I'm finding out what love is all about. And everyday I flee when school is out. I see my baby I get weak in the knees. There's nothing shakin but the leaves on the trees. My daddy told me there'd
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father of three Only takes one tree to make a thousand matches. Only takes one match to burn a thousand trees, thousand trees See it in the class room or the swimming pool. Where the match stick men are
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Every part of my memory lives inside a night when you were mine round and round the feeling is beating now still running down still running down its playing all the time your song remains the same
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You can walk in the pine trees. You can sit down. You can hold the earth in your hands You can run from all this. You can go the long way. You can carry my weight the whole way down As the crow