Filled my pockets up
Then we trailed the roads
Carried all we could
Over the wandering boat
Outside a river and tree roots turn to forts
All over, all the way home
All over, all the way home
Under our parachute
We can go so high up
Not that far away
You looked up at me
All over, all the way home
All over, all the way home
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