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Sunday, July 09, 2006

where i live music pours through the air

where i live
there is no day or night
all live in pure delight
skies twirl with colours bright
where i live
music pours
through every open door
upon its wings we soar
as it builds more and more
music pours
through the air
fly birds of purple shade
beyond the hills they fade
in creamy clouds they wade
through the air