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We always leave the lights
On through the trees
We're praying to a
Red fern diocese

And we are growing like the sycamore
Will never see its knees
And we are soaring like the smallest bird
Who stands on heaven's feet

And soon you will see
And soon you will see

We walked across the world
To find this place
We built our house
From matches and mistakes

And we are dancing like our wilderness
Is moving with the sea
And we are higher than the starry sky
Who crowns his canopy

And soon you will see
And soon you will see

This is the only way
And we are living like our paradise
Has found its fantasy

And soon you will see
And soon you will see
And soon you will see
And soon you will see

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