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The last of the repercussions died off real slow
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And the sky was still
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And the cold sun sank down beneath the snow
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I hung my hand from the tree outside
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And I looked at the whole wide world

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When the voices came quietly
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I shut them down
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When a tricky young southerly wind
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Came at me with its high whistling sound
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I turned around to face it
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With real arrogance burning inside
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And I drank in the whole wide world