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Your NatureYou sang so softlyI closed my eyes Like snowfall on the water I, the only child You had been walking And your skin was cold You took the night with you And I was enthralled By the power of the light And the sound of the changing tide of your nature And it was evening, I saw my breath I was needing to hear your tenderness I was blinded by the sight The power of the changing tide of your nature Stay singing softly You take me home Like a slow boat on the water Like an old stone I was blinded by the sight And the power of the changing tide Blinded by the night The sweet sound of the changing tide of your nature |