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Walking on his highways We leave the land And float inside the dark, black water Robin flies again She flew low over the highways And I saw the wind Blowing back her Barbie doll hair Robin flies again And in a kitchen in Kentucky She thinks she's Peter Pan And in the bottom of a concrete basement Robin flies again |
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