Under this Great Divide

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Drifting away
Nowhere to stay
All it does is rain
But I cannot complain
Under the tree
Just you and me
Watching the trees sway
To and fro
Listening to the whistling wind blow
My head meets your shoulder
Our lives collide
Under this great divide
And I saw sparks

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