Sing to me sweetley as I turn sour
Lay me down, remembering
That the wind and the rain
Played a part in that dreadful hour And so as I pass, I too feel the power
Laying here under the trees
Where three days before
I danced in a summer shower And she said "there, look through the trees,
The sun always shines, always on time,
Dare, rest on your knees
And in a prayer, follow me there." Softly I slumber as I turn to powder
Blowing out over the sea
The wind and the rain billow me
Though I'm no longer fire A bird is alone as the wind takes me higher
Now I don't know where i am
The bird can't hear me
As I shout out even louder La la la la.
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