.A still pond is rippled
By thorns from a yellow rose
Though now at the bottom
This creek runs gold
Flee to islands in the east
Before we back pedal too far>Dip our heels into the bay
It never bit so hard
Stand down my dear>We'll survive this one
Against all odds
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