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Forest Green Oh Forest GreenCatching clocks and broken glassPast the bridges and smoke stacks You look like what I might lack Open up your head there's something missing Who's got nothing to run from, Do you? Near eyelashes and a stream Forest green oh forest green Up past cities made of steam Open up your head we found a secret Near eyelashes and a stream Forest green oh forest green Up past cities made of steam Open up your head we found a secret Who's got nothing to run from, Do you? I do I do |