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Small the boy the woods are deep

He is here

The dream is real calls him by name
Calls him by name so he is here

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Oh
How we --- play around

Oh
How we do
Pretend
To be

Masters of our destiny

Lovers
Yes
Lovers

When we love no one at all

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Small the boy the woods are real
The dream is real
So are you

You may even have a name

Guard it well if you do