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Friday, December 16, 2011

In A Distant Valley


A cold eve
Mist hiding in the smoke
Let my dreams paint a distant valley
Come, with me
Alone we will lose ourselves,
In a distant valley, where the green is all but lost

The night, let us awaken from its sleep
The bees with their flowers, they wouldn’t know
Come, with me
Alone we will lose ourselves,
In a distant valley, where the green is all but lost

Clouds will shape our love
In the distant valley
Let us find our haven there
Come, with me
Alone we will lose ourselves
In a distant valley, where the green is all but lost

   

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