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Long ago ... yet so brand new
A morning frost in early June That's the dream I see Your vision for me And what was tomorrow is today A wonderland where the grown ups play and sing our Mother's lullaby A peaceful melody From above calling out to us A beautiful sight right before our eyes Silent sounds dance with autumn leaves She lifts her hands and paints the sky tangerine Runaway, get away, got to go far away To the beginning of never Nowadays holidays seem to be every day It's the beginning of never Sweet nectar from the ancient tree Seems to flow pure and free It's just the way I feel Mystical ... so real An unknown joy that I have found I rest my head upon dark clouds Sweet sweet soul music fills the air Spirits everywhere Come on, come on come on, why don't you |
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