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(From the back of the insert in Omnia's History CD):
Through the concrete and the asphalt
You can see the forest.
In the endless drone of traffic
You can hear the song of birds.
On the poisoned breath of the city
You can smell the Spring.
Despite the walls around you
You are free... 
You can see the forest.
In the endless drone of traffic
You can hear the song of birds.
On the poisoned breath of the city
You can smell the Spring.
Despite the walls around you
You are free...
