“I stand under a canopy
Of floating leaves
And a sky so blue
Lost as I am in this world
And within me,
I look to new hope
On the other side of the hill
On the other side of the seas
A yearning in my core
A longing in my soul,
To listen to the color of music
And to see the sound of colour
As twilight blankets the sky,
I whisper a prayer to the stars
That everyday forever
I stand under yet another canopy
Of floating leaves,
On the other side of the hill
On the other side of the seas.”
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