PInk Floyd

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When the silhouettes of your mystic soul
Came streaming through
In shadows of our minds
A fire was sparked
The light that emanated from your holy-seeming being
Beckoned for all that is pure of emotion
Lips of light and eyes of flame
You see into souls what others cannot
No human hand could replay the way
That light shinned that night
Your heart was orchestrating the rhythm of ours
As your body lead the way into the stairway of heaven





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