Flying high above the clouds
We lay in the grassy meadow
The earth was like a pillow
For our dreams
Trials never entered into any conversation
That was the relation of our dreams
As a change in the wind must come
Over the mountain
And the seasons roll under the sun
Passing the shadows of our dreams
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