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Before there were houses here
I remember an orchard, too old to bear much fruit
Come spring time the blossoms would sure enough be blazing
Before

My love descends to meadows green, picking flowers from the lawn
Let's run and in the village dream, from vineyards see the dawn
Among the flowers

forbidden vineyard groves
Gush, rivers that rush
cnd stream through the orchards of life

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Living
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Living again

There is a star that burns in

of sunflower
Sprawling farms, crawling grass and tree
The jabbing jacaranda, the pointing pine
The partisan protea, the vineyards
The orchards bursting fruit

planted vineyard?
Selfish servants failed their tending, turning thought and focus inward
Without their cooperation, still my plan is moving forward
What

to an orchard
And grab the finest fruits
Or go to a vineyard with your
Swanky thigh-high boots
Yes it's true
It's cuffing season in a
Month or two
And if you tell

cuz i'm Wilder
Mom made me a glass jaw profiler

My nursery, was a sin bin
Bashed some bros, you're tagged in
Georges Larqaue'd a hot tag
Like

work too
Better make a wave
Limited Days
Don't let em surf you
Chillen in the vineyard
Yea Working on virtue
School of hard knocks
But you can't let it