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Six o'clock in the morning and I'm the last person in this plane still awake
Y'know I can almost smell the blood washing against the shores of this land that can't forget its past
Oh the wind that carries this plane is the wind of change
Heaven-sent and hell-bent!
Over the mountaintops we go, just like all the other GI Joes
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