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I saw a sign in the sky
believe it, receive it,
or call it a lie
but I saw a sign in the sky

my little crick's running dry
the silo is still standing

and the grasses grow high
but my little crick's running dry

she had two brown eyes like mine
but don't look too close
or you'll beg to go blind
she had two brown eyes like mine

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