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For the wind cries of leaves
In the whispering grass
Our way of life is stilled
In the spinning wheels of chance
I believe in the ways of long ago!
And the signs I believe rose long ago!
And we’re changing out ways,
Yes we’re taking on different roads
Tell me more about the forest
That you once called home?

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