9 houses that faith built And all of us, all of us abuse them 9 houses that faith built And all of us, all of us must use them For if we do then We can make the trees and the hills and rivers wide Sing with such love and a peace they've never known
I can see - I can feel I can do a million things in dreams where sense Is no longer needed
In the wilderness - in the wilderness I can cross a million streams in dreams where sense Is no longer needed
Children in cocoons - Many colored tunes Seem to make their way into a Day where Sense is no longer needed
So there's a lotta sense in livin' When the world we know starts givin' And we can spread our wings some sunny day And fly away But till we all fly together What sense does it make? |
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