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The great wide open di Funeral for a friend
Spitting from the bridges, like a bird perched on a branch,
I’m wilting on a tree that will never let me breathe. Soul soldier with your gun held high, where does the crow fly, For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk, No it never came back to break me, the way it broke it down, Soul soldier with your flag held high, where does the crow fly, For the road that we walk has more miles left to talk, The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head, Soul soldier with your gun held high, where does the crow fly The rush of the flood, sends the blood, to my head, Climb out, climb out (woah), climb out, climb out (woah), Into the great wide open.
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