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The Last Bison
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Setting Our Tables
As the Red Deer relate to The month of April. So do we wait patiently To set our tables
Our forks and knives They work with antlers side by side They're gnawing at the withered pine Hoping she's the one
And my Father's Bride Is tearing down the mountain side Soon the trees will all align Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Leaving us with Sons
Cast them later than the older ones Until September when they have become Fully covered in a velvet skin Till they're just like the shrubs and saplings they defend
As the skin sheds slowly The mount becomes more stable And I would climb to redefine The path if I were able
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