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Light of the late day, shines through the trees.
Gold on the grey sky. This beauty makes me believe...
Magic lies, between the cracks,
Of this slowly ending day, fading to black.
I think I remember, right back to the start
This light casts a prophesy of which I am a part, cause
Magic lies, between the cracks,
Of this slowly ending day, fading to black.
If the icecaps melt, and float away
And the Oceans meet in one great big tidal wave...
Just this time, is all I need
Just this golden light, shining through the leaves, cause
Magic lies, between the cracks,
Of this slowly ending day, fading to black.
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In This Park
03:42
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They met in a park at the end of their lives,
she had a husband and he had a wife.
They were working for the city just to get out of the house
picking up the garbage that the children had thrown out.
And he said:
I just want her to sing with me,
to hear our voices in harmony
She's shy to start, but in this park
her voice is like a bird, and my mind goes with it
into the clouds and the trees bum bum bum bum bum bum
Well she was sometimes lonely, cause her husband wasn't well
and both of their children were to busy to call
but it's simpler than all that he said, you know
one of these days we'll both be dead... Oh
I just want her to sing with me,
to hear our voices in harmony
She's shy to start, but in this park
her voice is like a bird, and my mind goes with it
into the clouds and the trees bum bum bum bum bum bum
They boasted of their children they knew only from afar
Her son was a doctor, his daughter just passed the bar
Then he told me his secret, just like a little child
It's the hope that makes me come here every day.... Oh
I just want her to sing with me,
to hear our voices in harmony
She's shy to start, but in this park
her voice is like a bird, and my mind goes with it
into the clouds and the trees bum bum bum bum bum bum
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Slow
04:28
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These days get filled
with things to do
When all I want,
is to spend time with you
Under the sky the people keep rushing by
We don't seem to know why
Go go go...... I say: slow slow slow
The birds sing their song,
like nothing is wrong
But it rains every day
Was it always this way?
Under the sea the dolphins are swimming free,
Or atleast they seem to be.....
Why oh why was I made this way?
And what I'm I going to do today?
I was made for the sea.
Can I make the sea for me?
But I've got a thin skin,
it's how we all begin.
So we're forced to play god
in a world that's not ours.
Under the sky the people keep rushing by
We don't seem to know why.
Go go go...... I say: slow slow slow
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