The sun came up, and your hand's they shook,
As we watched it raise, over fields of grain
And they ripple past like water as they sway
We are made of dust, but it looks like us,
As the wind picks up, pieces crumble off,
And they disappear with one big final gust
You are the only one that matters after all
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