| Rain comes down but he holds the mountain,
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| Blue like sky, can you tell me why
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| he sports him this way a child at play
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| open up my lips but whats there to say
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| Come play, come play
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| as the river runs down as the river runs through
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| as it runs through the field with all his companions
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| this is the scene of the most enchanted
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| I am a drunken fool, drunk off the love that holds up the moon
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| Drunk off the love that binds me and you to the most high
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| Just close your eyes and hold me
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| No harm will befall you, thats what is spoken true
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| when I turn down the Volume
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| Time has come to speak of this love
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| spread your wings of your song and soul
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| to maintain internal heights above
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| close your eyes and feel it unfold
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| rush like a river from the highest mountain
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| drink from the fountain and stop your counting
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| what kind of wine does he have in his tavern
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| oh so enchanted and sing like a mad man
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| mad with the love of a wife for her husband
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| child or mother, sister or brother
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| rain and the thunder the rain and the thunder
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| sing for the most high sing for no other
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| we are all notes in this eternal song
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| God play his flute and we all dance along
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| Just close your eyes and hold me
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| No harm will befall you, thats what is spoken true
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| when I turn down the Volume
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| Hold up the sky, no asking why
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| How can we know if we don’t even try
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| Hold up the sky, no asking why
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| How can we know if we don’t even try
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| Just close your eyes and hold me
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| No harm will befall you, thats what is spoken true
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| when I turn down the Volume |