My heart it keeps on yearning for the past
To hear the songbird singing bout tomorrow
Meet me by the riverside
You know the kind of things I like
The air is thick with moonlight and the sorrow
Our tears keep flowing
Mystic keeps glowing
Blossoms in snow
Will save us
Doctors and lawyers
Pretend not to know us
Twisted trees grow
And take us
What appears will fade away
Maybe on some other day
The dirt will turn into the clay that is us
And I believe that deep inside
The winds will take us for a ride
Punch the clock, steal the fire that makes us
All the saints are gathered here
In a flash they disappear
Lonely hunters, silly dears contain us
The dreams that are the best we are
The magic and the shooting stars
Are never ending prayers to contemplate
Now the leaves are turning fast
Summer flowers will not last
Turn the page and fill the glass
Save us
Shout out loud that’s who we are
Shoot the gun and crash the car
Pray a resurrection will raise us
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