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When the day ends |
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And church bells are ringing |
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When the valley is shroudedin snow, |
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When you're feeling that hope somewhere vanished |
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And there's no poetry left to console you, |
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With the smallest step you'll find a way |
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Oh of fate borne and life is a jewel |
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But stone will tarnish as dust will descend |
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Take a minute and wipe free the lustre, |
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It'll mirror a day without end |
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With the smallest step you'll feel |
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It starts a journey your way. |
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Oh they tried to tell me |
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But i'll learn for myself |
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And when they tried to tell me |
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You know the words disappeared on the wind |
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I was running away |
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And when the laughter echoes through you |
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In a pale beaming ray and you'll know always |
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And ever within you anyway. |
