Envy, Envy of you
I have walked through many forests
Could not see the wood for the trees
Been up to the highest mountains
Down to the bottom of the deepest seas
But there is one thing I know to be true
Oh, yes the Envy of you
No matter where I may be walking
No matter who it is I see
The egg shells that lie broken
Crumble under my bended knees
And I hear your voice has spoken
I see the make believe
Of a world sold like a token
To those who it would leave
The envy, the envy of you
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