| Season cycle moving round and round
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| Pushing life up from a cold dead ground
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| It’s growing green
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| It’s growing green, well
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| Darling, don’t you ever stop to wonder
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| About the clouds about the hail and thunder
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| 'Bout the baby and its umbilical
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| Who’s pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
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| (Summer chased by Autumn)
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| (Autumn chased by Winter)
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| Season cycle go from death to life
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| (Winter chased by Springtime)
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| Bring a harvest or a man his wife
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| (Springtime's turning)
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| It’s growing green
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| It’s growing green, well
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| Darling, don’t you ever sit and ponder
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| (Darling did you ever think)
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| About the building of the hills a yonder
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| (All this life stuff’s closely linked)
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| Where we’re going in this verdant spiral
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| Who’s pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
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| Round and round and round and round
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| (Round and round and round and round)
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| I really get confused on who would make all this
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| (Is there a God in Heaven)
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| Everybody says join our religion
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| Get to heaven
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| I say no thanks why bless my soul
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| I’m already there (…ere)
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| (Du-duludududu…)
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| Autumn is royal
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| As Spring is clown
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| (But to repaint summer)
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| To repaint Summer
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| They’re closing winter down
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| (Ooh!)
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| Du-duludu du du du
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| Darling, don’t you ever stop to wonder
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| (Darling, did you ever think)
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| About the clouds about the hail and thunder
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| (All this life stuff’s closely linked)
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| About the baby and its umbilical
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| Who’s pushing the pedals on the season cycle?
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| (Season cycle)
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| Darling, don’t you ever sit and ponder
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| (Darling did you ever think)
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| About the building of the hills a yonder
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| (All this life stuff’s closely linked)
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| Where we’re going in this verdant spiral
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| Who’s pushing the pedals on the season cycle
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| Push it, push it, push it, yeah! |