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This strange peace in my heart |
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A warmth which |
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I can feel |
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Like a bud starting to bloom |
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I know what |
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I could be |
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The spirit of this place |
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Is at one with my mind |
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Nature shows it's grace |
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In the hazy morning light |
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You got me under your wing |
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In everything |
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I do You make me want to sing |
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More and more |
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Speaking without words |
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Hearing with my mind |
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Feeling without a touch |
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This grace will never die |
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World through my eyes |
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I know that you can see |
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What I see all the world is in disguise |
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The further |
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I can see |
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The sooner |
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I arrive The deeper |
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I can breathe |
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The more I am alive |
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So easily misled |
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The sightless turn away |
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As leaves fall from the tree |
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The cycle starts again |
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World through my eyes |
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I know that you can see what |
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I see |
