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I Can See Mountains
the search for phil cummings
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Carved your name into the back of my knees,
It's a tragedy, a prophecy, a hole left in me.
Take your fame into the middle of the sea,
Here's my island now impressed where our friends will meet.
So maybe my dad was right,
'Cause lately I stay up late
While you sleep at night.