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Chimes

The Bowerbirds

oh the chimes are sounding
and they echo wildly off the canyon walls
well this is wild land, hold me
these are ancient songs that fill my body

oh the light is astounding
it's golden lashes sweep the old growth
well this is my joy smiling
these are my spoils for simply breathing

yet for all my faults i draw my breath from an ancient earth

oh the light is astounding
like the sulfur cloud amongst the stately pines
well i can i hold my gazes steady
in a thousand years we barely think the same


yet for all my faults i draw my breath from an ancient earth






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