.So come up, It's clean and gold
I'm singing at the top of my throat
Why does the wind blow?
Why do the trees grow so old?
You are shouting at the sky,
"Come on god, Let me Die.
And I don't care at all, I'm coming right down to the shore."
Well hey kid, Don't you worry.
C.
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