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so many men seem destined
to settle for something small
but i won't rest until i know i'll have it all
so don't ask where i'm going
just listen when i'm gone
and far away you'll hear me singing
softly to the dawn:

rivers belong where they can ramble
eagles belong where they can fly
i've got to be where my spirit can run free
got to find my corner of the sky