I look up and the hills seem far away
But they still say more than you
And on my back, I see the see clouds above
And they still love me more than you
And I know I don't have have to wait for words
I can walk away and listen to the birds
Listen to the birds
'Cause they don't sing the things I want to hear
They don't change; they stay the same
When
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