take me to a place
where the wind doesn't wait
for little birds to wake and sing
before the breeze gets stirring
take me to a place
where our steps will leave no trace
no way to travel back to where
we were when storms stole all the air
take me to a place
that has no name
somewhere the grass is long
and silence hums a lonely song
take me to a place
in the middle of the night
when stars above shine brighter
as the sky turns slowly lighter
take me to a place
without a single spot of blame
somewhere I can feel happy
when the sunshine touches me
take me to a place
that doesn't age
I want to walk on untouched stones
that ring hollow of old bones
take me to a place
with nothing to hate
somewhere that sorrow can't come near
no reason to shed a single tear
take me to a place
where the wide open space
welcomes imagination
and subtle creation
take me to a place
where in the place
of grey and white and black
is color, and we'll never go backyhyhhhhhhhhhhh
where the wind doesn't wait
for little birds to wake and sing
before the breeze gets stirring
take me to a place
where our steps will leave no trace
no way to travel back to where
we were when storms stole all the air
take me to a place
that has no name
somewhere the grass is long
and silence hums a lonely song
take me to a place
in the middle of the night
when stars above shine brighter
as the sky turns slowly lighter
take me to a place
without a single spot of blame
somewhere I can feel happy
when the sunshine touches me
take me to a place
that doesn't age
I want to walk on untouched stones
that ring hollow of old bones
take me to a place
with nothing to hate
somewhere that sorrow can't come near
no reason to shed a single tear
take me to a place
where the wide open space
welcomes imagination
and subtle creation
take me to a place
where in the place
of grey and white and black
is color, and we'll never go backyhyhhhhhhhhhhh


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