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Lyrics:

There are moments burnt in my memory,
places I’ve not been or ever seen.
Like an ancient verse engraved in smooth limestone,
illuminated slightly by the half-moon’s glow.

When I walk on broken ground
there’s the sound
of soft singing all around.
Like every bending tree is whispering to me:
as I am now someday you’ll be.

Time moves forward like a delicate stream
I use to gaze at my reflection.
But when days cascade over a waterfall,
Will I even recognize myself at all?

When I walk on broken ground
there’s the sound
of soft singing all around.
Like every bending tree is whispering to me:

“As I am now someday you’ll be.”



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