The morning sun reached down her legs
Imprisoning in corners the dark
Wrapped her fingers inside my head
And gave me a heart
She swept across the deep, green fields
Turned bad seeds into flowers
Kindly caressed the different children
Dancing ‘neath her showers
In afternoon, she shouldered me
Underneath the lazy tree
Called me on in my mind’s eye
Humbly closer to the sea
Come evening when she said goodbye
As paintings on the horizon
I asked myself for one brief moment
Will I see her again
Then I shrugged off thoughts of all tomorrows
‘Cause today I begin to start
For she wrapped a dream inside my head
And gave me a heart
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