The river went dry
The walls went down
Too many roads let us to fade
Too many roads let us to spread
Too many things to drive us away
To drive us away
The river went dry
To drive us away
To drive us away
Once from the hills to the valley
There were naked hands
Bathing in the water
Once from the trees to the ground
There were stories
Lived written and told
Keep me alive when like the other trees
I will meet the ground
Keep me alive when like the other trees
I will meet the ground
Keep me alive when like the other trees
I will meet the ground
Keep me alive when like the other trees
I will meet the ground
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