Be by Gregorian
Lost
On a painted Sky
where the Clouds are hung
for the poet's eye
you may find him
if you may find him
There
on a distant shore
by the wings of dreams
through an open door
you may know him
if you may
Be
as a page that aches for a word
which speaks on a theme
that is timeless
and the one god will make for your day
Sing
as a song in search of a voice
that is silent
and the sun god will make for your way
And we dance
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