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where you stood
Burning sunsets where you stood, where you stood
Then closed his eyes and left the book, an old man sitting beside the pier
Prepared himself to disappear, sweet men of wood
Where you stood, he raised his head for one last look
where you stood
Like three hats lying in the snow, light escaping through the door, sweet men of wood
Where you stood, where you stood
prepared himself to disappear
Where you stood, there s nothing more for me to say
There s nowhere left for you to go, where you stood
Where you stood, come together men of wood Tree, light escaping through the door
where you stood
Light escaping through the door, where you stood
Sweet men of wood, where you stood, sweet men of wood
Prepared himself to disappear, sweet men of wood, where you stood
Men of wood turn white to gray, he raised his head for one last look Of, where you stood
where you stood
Like three hats lying in the snow, like three hats lying in the snow
Where you stood, sweet men of wood
There s nothing more for me to say, where you stood
he raised his head for one last look
There s nowhere left for you to go, there s nothing more for me to say Men, there s nothing more for me to say
leaking pain across the floor
He raised his head for one last look, where you stood, like three hats lying in the snow
Where you stood, men of wood turn white to gray
where you stood
men of wood turn white to gray
An old man sitting beside the pier, where you stood, sweet men of wood
Where you stood, burning sunsets where you stood
Then closed his eyes and left the book, men of wood turn white to gray, come together men of wood
Where you stood, where you stood
Where you stood, where you stood, where you stood
Light escaping through the door, light escaping through the door Of, he raised his head for one last look
Sweet men of wood, come together men of wood Wood, prepared himself to disappear
He raised his head for one last look, where you stood, men of wood turn white to gray
where you stood
Burning sunsets where you stood, where you stood
Burning sunsets where you stood, come together men of wood, where you stood
come together men of wood
Where you stood, where you stood
Then closed his eyes and left the book, sweet men of wood, an old man sitting beside the pier
There s nowhere left for you to go, an old man sitting beside the pier Tree, he raised his head for one last look