Walk through land and change it
Leaves all down that road
Reappear in trees
And growing from season to season
My fire is a threat to the famine
My fire is a threat to the famine
Let's grow fires and use them
To illuminate
All the caves and trenches
We have made
But who's going to own up to the croaking of the land
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