Ancient Chinese Secret Songtext
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Life, the sort that kills me
I want to walk where it's wild
And feel like a child
A magical beam that cause the birds to sing
Yes I have a little plan that no one understands
Yes I have a calling
Health is where the snow is
And time is why clocks unwind
I want to walk where it's wild
And feel like a child
A magical beam that cause the birds to sing
Yes I have a little plan that no one understands
Yes I have a calling
Health is where the snow is
And time is why clocks unwind
I think that you'll find
There's so many ways if all you do is say
Yes I have a little plan that no one understands
Yes I have a calling
There's so many ways if all you do is say
Yes I have a little plan that no one understands
Yes I have a calling
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