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In Gowan Ring
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Field of Dream
Tell me a story of what is to come Tell me a story of what has been Tell me how things come to an end Tell me how things come to be
Gather 'round then and listen right well Come and hear the story of the Dancer, Her colours The great bowl of Tea and the feild, a field of Dreams
The Dancer looking into her own eye Saw there was a circle And from her iris these colours she spied: Red, orange, yellow, Green, Blue, Purple Round and Round, the colours spun out In a widening tapestry At the edges of which the colors merged into a great bowl of Tea
Ah, making kisses out of starlight Oh, scattering them to the wind Gathering windswept kisses into gumdrops Suck on the stones, spit them out again
The Dancer swimming out into the Tea Left the colors all in a muddle Stepped out of the bowl, looked up at the stars Dripping a grey-brown puddle As te puddle dried, bright grasses to sprout From this field grew all things To leap to life, to whisper, to shout In the field, a field of Dreams
Ah, making kisses out of starlight Oh, scattering them to the waves Colecting waveworn kisses into sweetmeats Savor the flavors of the day Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
And so we too walked in to the field Where all things sprout up and decay Here we've lived, loved laughed and cried Tme will come, we too, here will lay I remember her story like wiss of wind Whispered through the reeds As time wrapped around bones Like a stone by the streem
Ah, making kisses out of starlight Oh, scattering them to the wind Gathering windswept kisses into gumdrops Suck on the stones, spit them out again
I stood within a veil of tears Crying for how things must be I awoke renewed by the stars so near And the rush of the blood pulsing through me I saw it as a fleeting game She came she left again she came Spun 'round the seasons A Dancer of Joy and of pain
Ah, making kisses out of starlight Oh, scattering them to the waves Collecting waveworn kisses into sweetmeats Savor the flavors of the day
Tell me a story of what is to come Tell me a story of what has been Tell me how things come to an end Tell me how things come to be
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