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To The North
To the north are the canefields, seas of waving green
And then the fires come, and burn the water
It's a sight to be seen
The men in slouch hats reap the harvest
Brown sticks they place in cages
And then the trains hiss, they carry bounty
From the furnace to the mill
Stick men silhouettes bend against the flame,
Shout above the crackle crunch.
Watch as the ground spits at the sky
A yellow-orange spit from a mouth that will never die
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A yellow-orange spit from a mouth that will never die
Watch as the ground spits at the sky
Shout above the crackle crunch.
Stick men silhouettes bend against the flame,
From the furnace to the mill
And then the trains hiss, they carry bounty
Brown sticks they place in cages
The men in slouch hats reap the harvest
It's a sight to be seen
And then the fires come, and burn the water
To the north are the canefields, seas of waving green
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| fTo fThe mNorth |
| Tfo Tfhe Nmorth |
| 5o 5he horth |
| 5To 5The hNorth |
| T5o T5he Nhorth |
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| ho hhe jorth |
| hTo hThe jNorth |
| Tho Thhe Njorth |
| yo yhe borth |
| yTo yThe bNorth |
| Tyo Tyhe Nborth |
| 6o 6he Noorth |
| 6To 6The Nrth |
| T6o T6he Nroth |
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| go ghe Nkrth |
| gTo gThe Nkorth |
| Tgo Tghe Nokrth |
| ro rhe N9rth |
| rTo rThe N9orth |
| Tro Trhe No9rth |
| Too N0rth |
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| Tk Tje Nlrth |
| Tko Tjhe Nlorth |
| Tok Thje Nolrth |
| T9 Tue Nirth |
| T9o Tuhe Niorth |
| To9 Thue Noirth |
| T0 Tne Norrth |
| T0o Tnhe Noth |
| To0 Thne Notrh |
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| Tl Tbe Nodth |
| Tlo Tbhe Nodrth |
| Tol Thbe Nordth |
| Ti Tge No4th |
| Tio No4rth |
| Toi Thge Nor4th |
| Tye Nogth |
| Nogrth |
| Thye Norgth |
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