Bouncing my tears back
The treetops, the chimneys, the snowbed stories, winter grey
Decaying branches are quiet, twilight snow is cold, and the marketplace is smoky
Wildflowers, those meadows of heaven, wind in the wheat
At the end of the world, the grass is as blue as the grass, and the wind is as strong as the wind
We have to be careful. Those meadows of heaven, wind in the wheat
At the end of the world, the grass is as blue as grass, and the wind is blowing away all the purple.
A railroad across waters, the scent of grandfatherly love
The road is far away, the fear of parting, the thought of tears in the spring sunshine.
Blue bayous, Decembers, moon through a dragonfly's wings
The sea is flat, the moon is like a mirror, and the bluebird chants a song.
Where is the wonder where's the awe
Where's dear Alice knocking on the door
Angels disclose the sighs of fame
Where's the trapdoor that takes me there
Where's the real is shattered by a Mad Marsh Hare
Where is the wonder where's the awe
Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for
Where is my home?
Before the years take me
I wish to see The lost in me
Where can I find the old acquaintance
I want my tears back
Bouncing back
I want my tears back now
I want
A ballet on a grove, still growing young all alone
Lonely shadows, dancing alone, people are still more red than begonias.
A rag doll, a best friend, the voice of Mary Costa
Night becomes day, by konghou, and the night is lost.
Where is the wonder where's the awe
Where's dear Alice knocking on the door
Angel disclosing sighs of fame
Where's the trapdoor that takes me there
Where's the trapdoor that takes me there
Where's the trapdoor that takes me there
Where's the trapdoor that takes me there
Where is the trapdoor that takes me there? that takes me there
Where's the real is shattered by a Mad Marsh Hare
Where is the wonder where's the awe
Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for
Where is my home
Before the years take me
Before the years take me
Today I return
I wish to seeThe lost in me
Where is the wonder where's the awe
Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for
Where is the wonder where's the awe?
Where are the sleepless nights I used to live for
Where is my home
Before the years take me
I wish to see
Where is the lost in me
The lost in me
Old acquaintance
I want my tears back
I want my tears to come back
The lost in me
I want my tears back now
Before they're gone
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