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The silent sun highlighting |
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The breeze-kissed autumn leaves |
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Like weightless coins |
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Of copper and gold |
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That round me tumble down |
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Some touch my skin, so gentle kind |
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While falling through the light |
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To find in time, a place to lie |
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And melt into the ground |
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And here on foreign soil I stand |
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So far from home it's true |
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And bathed in nature's warm embrace |
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I dream of being with you |
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The singing wind, a wordless song |
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That soothes my restless soul |
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Like weightless feathers |
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Of Your wings |
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That round me covering close |
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Though history has scattered far |
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The hearts that seek their home |
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And drawn towards Your perfect love |
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To melt into the sun |
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And here on foreign soil I stand |
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So far from home it's true |
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And bathed in nature's warm embrace |
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I dream of being with you |