well, the birds have sung their song and the evening is on / shadows of the night crawl & hide / mother gone away, she taught me how to pray / not to lose my faith, tomorrow i'll be save
in the sun, in the sun i will fly for a while like a sweet butterfly
now my days are long & strange like illuminated saints / unelaborated wisdom playing with the sun / i'm a passing guest on a loan, all alone / looking for a home in ev'ry place i roam
in the sun, in the sun i will flyfor a while like a sweet butterfly

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