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B My roots are deeper than the bones of the others
F#m My colors have changed with the sun _ .
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were higher than anything on the hillside On
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Bm come Some were the color of the sky in the winter.
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Bm They came like a storm with the light of the.
morning
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F#m day and night.
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The colors flew high and
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Bm the light came again there was death on.
the wind
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F#m made way for the worms _ _ .
Bm And the little white trees that don't bend in the breeze.
F#m Are the ones that
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