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[00:06.13] I'm raising up a lion
[00:07.74] I know that it's wrong
[00:09.67] To keep wild things locked in a cage
[00:13.29] I'm climbing up a tree
[00:15.08] So high that I can see
[00:16.71] Little humans constructing highways
[00:20.79] Their buildings and their heights
[00:22.66] Make days look like nights
[00:24.34] Big city, are you flirting with me?
[00:28.09] Fans dancing with the fairs
[00:29.89] All the folks they wanna stare
[00:31.53] But we're cutting too quickly to see
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[00:47.19] Shouting at the clouds
[00:52.24] But a frightening amount
[00:53.90] Of mists are now upset with me
[00:57.51] I've called to the fairs
[00:59.69] And they do not seem to care
[01:01.51] All the sudden they're too busy for me
[01:04.72] The lion in his cage
[01:06.80] In spite of all his rage
[01:08.83] Is struggling to get out and save me
[01:12.55] The mist it encroaches
[01:14.60] And short death approaches
[01:16.42] I'll die in my home in my tree
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