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He who flies by night.
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I come to bring you...
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a single green leaf.
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It comes from a faraway place.
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I don't know.
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Do you hear that?
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It's called silence.
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Sometimes I wake up
from this dream...
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at night...
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this nightmare
that there's no more silence.
:18:47
All the land's full of roads.
:18:49
All the roads are full of motorcars,
and everyone's sitting there...
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in all this noise and stink.
:18:56
I call out to them.
:18:59
"Hey," I say. "Where is it
you're all in such a hurry to get to?"
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"Away," they say.
:19:09
"We wanna get far away. "
:19:15
Now look at this.
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This is where I come from.
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The land of Keewaydin,
the north wind.
:19:27
They call it...
:19:29
the far wilderness.
:19:31
There's nothing there,
:19:34
only green leaves,
:19:36
clear streams,
:19:39
sweet air...
:19:42
and silence.
:19:46
Used to make my living
trapping beaver.
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I don't do that anymore.
:19:53
I guess I learned shame.
:19:56
And I learned it from this lady
you're looking at now.