In my dreams I fly again Over the mountains there’s a patch of green It reminds me of home A place that I have only been In my dreams I push these thoughts away The images of a home I fly again over these dark fields What am I looking to find?
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A gateway through time
On those empty green roads No.. I done think I should call them that The path of green gently trodden grass That leads to an unknown place It is not a path in space perhaps But more like a gateway into another time A time where there is no wrong A soft glow of right…
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