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[Pre-Chorus] Do you ever listen to the sounds that your hands make? Did you know that we could make sounds? I do not know what the palace knows But I do not run with sheep, the shepherd cannot herd me My feet ever slow with the age that takes me I will slip out to the mountains where nobody knows me [Chorus] I will make my home here I will make my home here I will make my home here [Verse] Grow a field of plenty to hold me tight And keep us warm from the cold that burns me My feet ever slow with the age that takes me I will slip out to the mountains where nobody knows me I will make my home here I will make my home here I will make my home here [Pre-Chorus] Do you ever listen for sounds that your hands make? Did you know that we could make sounds? I do not know what the palace knows But I do not run with sheep, the shepherd cannot herd me My feet ever slow with the age that takes me I will slip out to the mountains where nobody knows me [Chorus] [x2] [Outro] I know that I was fine before. (Fine before, fine before) I know that I was fine before. (Fine before, fine before) I know that I was fine before. (Fine before, fine before) I know that I was fine before. (Fine before, fine before)