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Whispers of a soft summer's rain
Dance wildly on the edge of my dreams.

Soulful melodies echo across the sweeping plains

Ringing out among the rocks and rills that cover the earth.
Time standing by, ever watchful, waiting for something
Coming soon and swift as light.

Rushing rivers, flowing streams
Rare to find the unbroken dreams
In a world torn by hate and sorrows filled
Where words sting and tears are spilled.
Time standing by, ever silent, waiting in patience
For something comes on silver wings.

Put a smile in my heart and a song in my mind
This ever-present stillness surrounding my soul
Will sing evermore of troubles untold  
Stirring feelings of what, I ponder it long.
Time standing by, ever doubtful, waiting in silence
For something is coming in dawn's first light.

Something, something, what can this be?
A nightingale calling sweet songs in the night?
A dream soaring high above the stars?
Perhaps a spirit of something unclean
Or is it my heart, returning to me?
Long shall I wonder until it arrives.

Something, something, invading my mind
Calling my heart, my existence and time
Can it be, oh my soul can it be
An echo of love on a warm summer's breeze?
Hopeful in heart, body and mind-
Long shall I wonder, for the rest of my life.