Floating down through the clouds
Memories come rushing up to meet me now
In the space between the heavens
And in the corner of some foreign field
I had a dream
I had a dream
Haven't listened this in years, strange how the lyrics are still there, fresh in a corner of my memory.
What's done is done
We cannot just write off his final scene
Take heed of the dream
[swim 700]
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