04 July 2005
2:50 PM
there's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sureand you know sometimes words have two meaningsIn the tree by the brook
there's a songbird who sings
sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven
_there's a feeling I get when I look to the west
And my spirit is crying for leaving
_in my thoughts I have seen
rings of smoke through the trees
and the voices of those who stand looking_ and it's whispered that soon,
if we all call the tune
then the piper will lead us to reason_and a new day will dawn for those who stand longand the forest will echo with laughter..
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