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It sure was a long long long hot summer night
As far as my eyes could see
Well my heart was way
Down in a cold cold winter storm.

Well my darlin’ where can you be? Where can you be baby?

Well I stand up next to a mountain
I chop it down with the edge of my hand
Well I stand next to a mountain
I chop it down with the edge of my hand
I pick up all the tiny pieces and make an island
might even raise just a little sand.,

Anger he smiles tow’ring shiny metallic purple armour.
Queen jealousy, envy waits behind him.
Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground.
Blue are the life giving waters taking for granted,
They quietly understand.

Once happy turquoise armies lay opposite ready,
But wonder why the fight is on.