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A walk sounded good,
maybe find an old bench made of wood.
There I could look around.
Bring up all the things that were bringing me down
and let go, so let go
Let go. Let go.
Broaden a new sound.
The wind, a bird and a broken branch
You'd like to hold it down
but it only knows ears
and it doesn't know hands
A walk sounded good,   maybe find an old bench made of wood.   There I could look around.   Bring up all the things that were bringing me down   and let go, so let go   Let go. Let go.   Broaden a new sound.   The wind, a bird and a broken branch   You'd like to hold it down   but it only knows ears    and it doesn't know hands