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Roots and lies, roots and lies, our family tree is old
From there we climb the golden hill, calmly will eternity
I held your heart, a giant wand; all tell of sorrow
And history begins to be blue and brown eyes
Whoa-ah-ah-ah ah-ah, bring `em all back to life
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