Whole Wide World

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The last of the repercussions died off real slow
 The sky was still and the cold sun sank down beneath the snow
 I hung by my hand from the tree outside
 And I looked the whole wide world
 The voices came quietly, I shut them down
 A tricky young southerly wind came at me with its high whistling sound
 I turned around to face it with real arrogance burning inside
 And I drank in the whole wide world
 

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Duration
02:13
Key
11
Tempo
113 BPM

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