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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