We tell tales to be known
Or be spared the sorrow
You're so fair to behold
What will be left when you're gone?
And it changed everything you know
How we were and the wonders we love
Southern land, scattered clouds from the cove
And, oh, oh, oh, oh, spare me the glow
Or be spared the sorrow
What will be left when you're gone?
How we were and the wonders we love
Southern land, scattered clouds from the cove
And, oh, oh, oh, oh, spare me the glow
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