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Everywhere I went was my home
life was everything that I had
No one really cares where I am
No one to remember my name
I dwell in my grave still alone
Under the unspoken cold stone
In the womb of earth still alive
Joined the universe Who am I?
Through the emerald green shield of grass
Raindrops leak to wash my tired face
I can feel the warmth of the sun
Sending golden rays from above
I can hear the voices of the winds
I can hear the songs that birds sing
I can hear prayers but can not help
I rule the great realm but out there
I see everyone on the Earth
None can hear my words but those
Who lives in my way, way of love
with darkness and daylight in one blood
I'm with everyone who needs me
If you choose this way I can lead
To the universe to the entirety
Through the astral dreams, the worlds unseen
Everywhere and nowhere on earth
Through the fire the sweet water flows
The black velvet skies besprent with stars
raindrops in the air shining bright.
I can feel the pain of the men
Day for day they still kill themselves
I can feel the grief I pity them
Crying with the rain, with the dragon
Everything is one, the universe
Nature is a whole thing we're just parts
We are anything and nothing
Sometimes life's not enough to realize it
I can fly up high with a bird
I can cry at night with a girl
I can touch your skin with the wind
I can be with you in your dreams
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