Steep

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  Well if there ever was a day<br /> when steeping tea would take our breath away<br /> and orange rinds or orange peels<br /> would pierce the protective efforts of our shields<br /> we&#8217;d never entertain the thought to yield<br /> nor turn our backs with death at our heels
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  Well If there ever was a day<br /> when walking home could take our breath away<br /> Singing birds so high up in the trees<br /> embers of the setting sun burning through the leaves<br /> we&#8217;d never entertain the thought to sleep<br /> not with the wonders of this planet at our feet
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  Well If there ever was a day<br /> When you could feel the breath of life fading away<br /> Or if time was a clock<br /> Whose hand&#8217;s we saw to never stop<br /> You would breathe deeply<br /> You would Steep
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  You would steep.
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