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Say my name when a tree susurrates
Once and again telling a story lost in time
The way it starts and the way it ends
Never again making up stories in dismay
With several starts, but just one end

Ah, how I long to embrace
The future breaking out of shades from the past
Still ablaze

Save your tears for the day so far away
To irrigate the wilderness that's still asleep
In the world waiting to be lit
To spread over the riverbeds so dry and dead
Let ships that ran aground re-launch their sails

Ah, how I long to embrace
The future breaking out of shades from the past
Still ablaze

Seeds bear new life when flowers dare to fade

Petals linger about awaiting one last dance
Shaking off all the dust from the past
New stories have yet to start