Jayman
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I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream I can tell by the mark he left, you were in his dream Ah child of countless trees Ah child of boundless seas What you are, what you're meant to be Speaks his name, though you were born to me Born to me, Cassidy Lost now on the country miles in his Cadillac I can tell by the way you smile, he is rolling back Come wash the night-time clean Come grow the scorched ground green Blow the horn, tap the tambourine Close the gap of the dark years in between You and me, Cassidy Quick beats in an icy heart Catch colt draws a coffin cart There he goes and now here she starts Hear her cry. Flight of the seabirds Scattered like lost words Wheel to the storm and fly! Faring thee well now Let your life proceed by its own designs Nothing to tell now Let the words be yours, I'm done with mine Flight of the seabirds Scattered like lost words Wheel to the storm and fly!
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one of my favorites by them
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