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Golden LadyGolden Lady lay your head downRest from weary troubled trials Fragrant lilacs in your hair Unburdened peace is in your smile Heaven only knows how we got here River daughter feeding us honeycomb Softly singing ancient melodies Resting our heads on beds of loam Silver starlight fills your eyes Songs from lands of long ago Blissful notes float in your ears Sleep the fire’s growing low |