I'm on the long road to Canaan and I'm leaving today.
The doves are flying, and bats are hiding in the rafters.
I'm leaving anyways.
My jeans are packed my lakes are frozen
I've got ice skates and yellow hair.
My ice heart and pumpkin breath is like a pair of dice from Halloween
the black dots are his eyes, the white die are his skin
he's just a creepy ghost, nothing to be afraid of now.
I'm on the long road to Canaan and I'm leaving today.
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