| When the mountain touches the valley, all the clouds are taught to fly
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| as our souls will leave this land most peacefully
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| Though our minds be filled with questions, in our hearts we’ll understand
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| when the river meets the sea
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| Like a flower that has blossomed in the dry and barren sand
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| We are born and born again most gracefully
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| Thus the winds of time will take us with a sure and steady hand
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| when the river meets the sea
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| Patience, my brother and patience, my son, in that sweet and final hour
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| truth and justice will be done
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| Like a baby when it is sleeping in its loving mother’s arms
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| what a newborn baby dreams is a mystery
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| But his life will find a purpose and in time he’ll understand
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| when the river meets the sea. |
| When the river meets the almighty sea |