I see a light shine through the trees
A new path or road's been carved for me
I don't have time for you to be
such a drag, such a bad, boring routine
So I'll find the secret joys inside
every corner, ever mountain, every streetlight
And though I know sometimes I'll say
Fuck the forest. Forget this tired day
deep inside my heart of hearts I'll hear
the voices of all great past years
And so I'll move ahead so brave
Thanksgiving to an easy place.

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