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I know you're never sure, smiling, her
Take the wind's hand and go
The impossible is possible, no matter how slow
Twilight fades, on empty roads
Leaves have other sides, other codes
Summer storm, races over me
Meadows awash with December's poetry
Nightingale swirls, summer sings
Inside, empty telephone rings
Dusty paths and aching hills
Too far, too far, the dream kills
Neptune sky and glass roses
Many smiles in photo poses
Reeds swirl and the sea creases
As fate lets you decide, and deceases
Put away these notions, and meet me there
Settling on a world of doubt, with no care
Nigthingale, neptune and sea
Summer's too damn happy a place to be
And no FF, not since Ashman's 'story'.
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I know you're never sure, smiling, her
Take the wind's hand and go
The impossible is possible, no matter how slow
Twilight fades, on empty roads
Leaves have other sides, other codes
Summer storm, races over me
Meadows awash with December's poetry
Nightingale swirls, summer sings
Inside, empty telephone rings
Dusty paths and aching hills
Too far, too far, the dream kills
Neptune sky and glass roses
Many smiles in photo poses
Reeds swirl and the sea creases
As fate lets you decide, and deceases
Put away these notions, and meet me there
Settling on a world of doubt, with no care
Nigthingale, neptune and sea
Summer's too damn happy a place to be