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Language is music
i think i feel it coming now
a stirring in my soul
the worlds alive with wonder
and were all apart but whole
the grass is green beneath my feet
the sky so blue and free
if i could only grow some wings
and soar above the trees
my heart is full of laughter
and my thoughts are full of song
a picture snapped like memory
here i can do no wrong
the light it shines so brightly
illumination like the stars
we speak sweet words of love and grace
run barefoot through the yard
i believe in sunsets
and something deep inside
our footsteps lost beneath the sand
and the rushing of the tide
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