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The Spirits in the Sun
Everything stands waiting Everything keeps changing To try and keep the world growing old I’ve cried I’ve seen the fire Of burning mountains Over me But how can you stay? But how can you stay? When your life is leaving Slipping through your fingers Like the wind I rose up On that blue April morning And for the first time in my life I felt alive I don’t know What came upon me But a fire inside that burned my pride To heal me Set me free So how could I stay? So how could I stay? When my life was leaving? Slipping through my fingers Like spirits in the sun When this life is over They are one Like the spirits in the sun Melting the cold of winter So I could see So I could see Like the spirits in the sun They finally set me free So I am one So I am one
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