| Dance to the circle, watch it grow. |
| Turning like forever, movin' slow
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| It’s only a moment, yes, I know. |
| Children of the morning told me so
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| Burn with the fire, make it bright. |
| Lost within the space of outer sight
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| One lonely flame against the night. |
| Children of the morning, make it light
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| Worn by a voice upon the breeze, glistened by the waters rollin' free
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| Hidden in the color of a tree. |
| Children of the morning, it is thee
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| Stand upon the mountain, it is done. |
| Watch them at the cross roads as they come
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| Blinded by another winter’s sun. |
| Children of the morning, you have won
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| Dance to the circle, watch it grow. |
| Turning like forever, movin' slow
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| It’s only a moment, yes, I know. |
| Children of the morning told me so |