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Sep 2013
Oh softly we move

Fertile are the fields

Everything yields
To

Necessity

••


Pilgrim child

Upon the road

Just a'going

To where you belong

///

Man just has to be Free
(Has

To

Be)

••

Indian song
Warriors so brave

Mustn't let yourself

Be

Afraid

••

So thusly stand

Death is your friend

The beginning and end

The very essence of eternity

••

Softly we move

Fertile are the fields

We yield because

We are necessary

We yield because we
Are

Necessary
Written by
jeffrey robin
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