Charged up full, to do it’s best
copper brown, with an aluminum vest
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Fire was first to warm the hand
to start and teach our kind to stand
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Little ditty, about the Na’vi
Living on Pandora happy and free
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This is my house, my humble abode
a simple affair, set down the road
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On and off
The lights flicker eerily in the cold night.
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When the moon falls on new silver full
Cursed beast and man alike cannot resist the pull
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A horn blows softly across the vale
Like a siren, it wails through hill and vale
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See the stream a flowing down
Through hills, meadows and civilized towns
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