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Courtyard In Berlin (Mighty Oaks)

Oh the wind, it's rushing through the trees On the shores of an ocean just for me And oh the sun, I see it shining down In the courtyard, it's trying to warm the ground And oh the leaves, they turn to gold from green In the courtyard, in Berlin And the clouds, I see 'em passing by They're a white contrast in the sky