o sing o life sing orioles
o sing o life sing orioles
in vacuous vacant vacuoles
that join with spirits so long gone
that bigger now to carry on
the smiles where smiles left off
to dry again the wet tears that fell
and spin the sunsets around
and around we go again to tell
of times so profoundly young
STOP there
be still
not here against our will
the size of a sigh is still unknown
in the unfolding of hands that cling
the young people that we always were
and are still
deep down deep down
deep down
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