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On the Shelf Lyrics
The wind, it cries out for mist on the sea
The night bird flies, she flies to hear a song that can never be
And I know in the days before you're born,
People grew all to their prime
People got to there in time
Not to mine like you and I
Then they died
The night bird flies, she flies to hear a song that can never be
And I know in the days before you're born,
People grew all to their prime
People got to there in time
Not to mine like you and I
Then they died
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