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NOR CAN IT BE CONTAINED IN WORDS

THE BORDERLESS LANDS WE ALL GRAZE ON

THIS WILL ONLY BE AS IT IS RIGHT NOW

HEARTACHE WILL GET CHASED AWAY

WHERE THE BLACK CLOUDS NEVER LINGER

UP A TREE

BACK IN THE HIGH LIFE AGAIN

SAILORS TAKE WARNING

FULL OF SONG

FULL OF PROMISE

TAKEN FOR A RIDE

YOU CUT I’LL CHOOSE

I HAD MY DOUBTS

HEAD IN CLOUDS

STUCK OUTSIDE YOUR CAGE

ON EDGE