When your feet gently dance
Over the misty fields of morning
When the sun slowly warms
The shadows of the mind
When you somehow just forgot
How to listen to the dark
And you realise
All that really matters
Is what the little drops of morning
Feel like on your skin
That’s where it all starts
With the drops of true life
Early in your morning
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