High above the water
Let it burn
A static symbol
Sensitivity
The centre of the new day
A scenic scenery
And I wait
The seeds are burning
In their winter coats
I consider them
I consider them
A song from a mother
A soothing reverie
And I wait
It's not them
Against the others overseas
They'll find a harmony
They'll find a symbol there
They'll learn to quest the winter
And I resemble them
And I wait
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