Round the back of the home house there is a tear in the dirt,
Grazed knee, cut hand, cry out, a moment of hurt.
On the edge warm arms are holding the dark fires at bay,
On the edge the deeds are done to protect and allay.
But still we feel the winds blow
And do we really want to know?
Put it back down
Put it back down
Take your take your troubles far
Put it back down
Put it back down
Take your take your troubles far and you’ll fly little one
Far and you’ll fly little one
Far and you’ll fly little one
Far and you’ll fly little one
Round the back of the home house trying to hide it away
Will they see will they hear will they fee, what will they say?
On the fence she’s standing watching the horses turn wild,
On the fence her thirst is burning for all is desired.
Distant waters ebb and flow
And we grow and grow and grow.
Put it back down
Put it back down
Take your take your troubles far
Put it back down
Put it back down
Take your take your troubles far and you’ll fly little one
Far and you’ll fly little one
Far and you’ll fly little one
Far and you’ll fly little one
Far and you’ll fly little one

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