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Bucky

Seventeen Evergreen
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Way out off skyline These kids have built domes These domes are their homes A place to call their own We're walking in cities We're dreaming of place Our dreams are so pretty We are keeping our pace We juggle our days And dream of that place Come back out Lay down This place will make your soul So come through Come through Till it sounds like this Way out of their minds They've got a place to unwind Getting high on the hill Too warm for winter thrills We're walking in cities We're dreaming of place Our dreams are so pretty We are keeping our pace We juggle our days And dream of that place Come back out Lay down This place will make your soul So come through Come through Till it sounds like this Till it sounds like this Come back out Lay down This place will make your soul So come through Come through Till it sounds like this Till it sounds like this (Till it sounds like this) Nothing to me (Nothing to me) Nothing to me (Nothing to me) Nothing to me (Nothing to me) Nothing to me (Nothing to me) Nothing to me (Nothing to me) Nothing to me (Nothing to me) Nothing to me (Nothing to me) Nothing to me (Nothing to me) Nothing to me (Nothing to me) Nothing to me (Nothing to me)