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The
mountains meet the trees
That meet the seas that meet the shore
The ocean lifts the grass until
It can't grow anymore
The sky is always open
And it always knows your name
Every song is different
But the singer is the same
The children run the streets
Around the corner, round the globe
Joy, unrest, unhappiness
Trade places and disrobe
Each tiny prayer flies upward
Riding hope's eternal flame
Every song is different
But the singer is the same
Must be a million oceans
If you count up all the dreams
And as many ways to cross them
Legend has it and it seems
The end is always coming
But it never quite arrives
The truth just keeps on changing
Maybe that's how it survives
I looked out in the distance
Through the clouds of my old town
I kept up my resistance
To the cold that's goin' round
Snapshot strangers swirl around me
We're all home inside this frame
Quiet, loud and laughing
Placing bets on the big game
Invisible this handshake
No matter what we claim
Every song is different
But the singer is the same |