| The coolness of the riverbank
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| And the whispering of the reeds
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| Daybreak is not so very far away
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| Enchanted and spellbound
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| In the silence they lingered
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| And rowed the boat
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| As the light grew steadily strong
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| And the birds were silent
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| As they listened for the heavenly music
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| And the river played the song
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| The wind in the willows
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| And the piper at the gates of dawn
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| The wind in the willows
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| And the piper at the gates of dawn
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| The song dream happened and the cloven hoofed piper
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| Played in that holy ground
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| Where they felt the awe and wonder
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| And they all were unafraid of the great God pan
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| And the wind in the willows
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| And the piper at the gates of dawn
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| The wind in the willows
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| And the piper at the gates of dawn
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| When the vision vanished
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| They heard a choir of birds singing
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| In the heavenly silence, between the trance and the reeds
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| And they stood upon the lawn and listened to the silence
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| Of the wind in the willows
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| And the piper at the gates of dawn
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| The wind in the willows
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| And the piper at the gates of dawn
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| The wind in the willows
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| And the piper at the gates of dawn
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| Its the wind in the willows
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| And the piper at the gates of dawn
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| The wind in the willows
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| And the piper at the gates of dawn
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| The wind in the willows
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| And the piper at the gates of dawn |