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Boots slip, a stone tumbles down the slope, each step closer to home, one more farther from hope. Rain in the clouds, watch it darken and hold, it’ll break, hit the ground and wash me back down the road. My buffalo pal helps me shoulder the load, a giant so proud, white and silent as snow. If it weren’t for him I’d be here on my own, if it weren’t for him I’d have died long ago. Softly now it falls, fate faintly calls. Something in the wind, what’s happening my friend? Must have been something he ate, he can’t hold his head up, he can’t walk straight. Captain, oh captain, I’m not as strong as you. I can’t get his head up out of the snow, the light in his eyes is fading slowly. This hopless feeling is starting to grow, if he doesn’t get up, I will not make it home. I can’t get my head up out of the snow, the light in my soul is fading slowly. This hopeless feeling is starting to grow, if I can’t get up, I will not make it home.
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