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I can still hear my grandfather's words; The forest will provide. The forest will provide. Should your mind ever fall ill from this modern world of cheap thrills The forest will provide. Should you ever long for something real Tired eyes from all this concrete and steel The forest will provide. Should you find yourself cold and lost in search of the days of old, living one with the Earth The forest will provide. It is in your blood to survive To live free from this world of nine to five The forest will provide.
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Sep 5, 2014
Sep 5, 2014 at 5:14 PM UTC
The Forest Will Provide
I can still hear my grandfather's words; The forest will provide. The forest will provide. Should your mind ever fall ill from this modern world of cheap thrills The forest will provide. Should you ever long for something real Tired eyes from all this concrete and steel The forest will provide. Should you find yourself cold and lost in search of the days of old, living one with the Earth The forest will provide. It is in your blood to survive To live free from this world of nine to five The forest will provide.
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Sep 5, 2014
Sep 5, 2014 at 5:14 PM UTC
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