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Find myself beside a stream of empty thought, |
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Like a leaf that's fallen to the ground, |
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And carried by the flow of water to my dreams |
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Woken only by your sound. |
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Alone i've walked this path for many years, |
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Listened to the wind that calls my name. |
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The weeping trees of yesterday look so sad, |
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Await your breath of spring again. |
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Far beyond the hills, |
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Where earth and sky will meet again, |
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Are shadows like an opening hand. |
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Control the secrets |
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That i've yet to find, and wonder at |
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The light in which they stand. |
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(repeat) |