I wish I was born
In a country where the inner voice rises
I wish I was born
In a country where the midday shadow never stretches
I would go back there
Sit down in the grass there
Grab my drums and watch the clouds pass
And I would let it spring up from behind
My inner voice, my inner voice
I wish I was born
In a country where the sun reflects the sea
I wish I was born
In a country where the gloomy mondays feel like fridays
I would fly back there
The land of the happy
Roll some grass and stare at the stars
And I would close my eyes until I hear
My inner voice, my inner voice
I wish I was born
In a country where minds radiate beauty
I wish I was born
In a country where your sacred fire never burns out
I would go back there
Sit down in the grass there
Grab some twigs and set them ablaze
And I would let it spring up from behind
My inner voice, my inner voice.
I wish I was born
In a country where the inner voice rises
I wish I was born
In a country where the midday shadow never stretches
I would go back there
Sit down in the grass there
Grab my drums and watch the clouds pass
And I would let it spring up from behind
My inner voice, my inner voice
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