Days

[00:43.03] This song of evening's light
[00:46.08] Would charge my memory to flight
[00:49.05] The trees that listen
[00:52.09] Swift wings to carry on through constant
[00:56.04] Gardens they offer delight
[00:59.09] It is the evening
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[01:07.07] In deepest woods and fern
[01:09.08] Young deer step light through morning mist
[01:13.08] Ascend the swallows
[01:16.00] First light streams through the tree-tops
[01:19.03] Bouncing as the flowers illuminate
[01:23.07] The breath of morning
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[01:55.06] This song of ages past
[01:57.06] I lay in peace midst grass so green
[02:01.01] To reach to skyward
[02:04.04] Where larks do sing such high delights
[02:07.02] Do pour into my senses
[02:11.07] The days are blessings
[02:15.01] The days are blessings
[02:20.05] The days are blessings
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