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Take me to where you're leaving
I don't know if I want to go
Pieces of the past are like the river flow
Take me there you know I will
Beneath the water
They are sleeping
Counting willows by the sea
Take me there
And one day I will tell you
All this time what's on my mind
And seize you by the hand among the willows
Maybe then you'll know me too