Followed the rain
All the way down to the hayed hill
And I felt the shame of thousands of years
Of faded guilt
And I know it’s inane, to reprimand
Your only hand
But I, I
I, I
Cedar
Cedar
Cedar on the horizon
Cedar on the horizon
Cedar
Cedar
See her on the risin’
See her on the risin’
Please
See her on the risin’
Pleas of the people people people
Followed the rain
all the way down
to the hayed hill
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