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Saying one thing, thinking another
It’s getting harder from time to time
Sometimes it’s sad, but it will be fine
A little bit wild from time to time
Kissing the ground
I’m kissing the ground of my sleeping land
Breathing the winds
Of the eastern hills and western fields
