won't you come down to me?
Set me free from earthly be ing
You will make my life complete
Only if you shed your wings
Flesh and carnal in spirit
You give me the softest kiss
Imagine me in a china mist
I drift off into aging valleys
Through the arms of progress
And every life is uneasiness
Through the eyes of those who
with hopes it will be returned
And all life is a blessing,
though not everyone is heard
In the years of old, in the years of old
All those whispers lost in the herd
And every life is experienced
through the arms of progress
And every life is on easiness
through the minds of those
And every life is worth struggling
for through its own existence
The future is not known to you yet
But it will be what you're
And it will be, what it will be
An d it will be, what it will be
An d it will be, what it will be
An d it will be, what it will be
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