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Language is music
i think i feel it coming now
 a stirring in my soul
 the worlds alive with wonder
 and were all apart but whole
 the grass is green beneath my feet
 the sky so blue and free
 if i could only grow some wings
 and soar above the trees
 my heart is full of laughter
 and my thoughts are full of song
 a picture snapped like memory
 here i can do no wrong
 the light it shines so brightly
 illumination like the stars
 we speak sweet words of love and grace
 run barefoot through the yard
 i believe in sunsets
 and something deep inside
 our footsteps lost beneath the sand
 and the rushing of the tide

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