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I will sing something of meaning
And you'll join in to feel something
Just to feel a thing, anything
How low and cold down there

There’s a ring reserved for deserters and thieves
And I'll see you there

There was a time when the sand was stones and the trees, they were seeds... and you believe in yourself
What happened to that?

There's a ring reserved for deserters and thieves
And I’ll see you there
And we'll be together in the end

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