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Changing of the Light
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(Sullivan)
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The sky is broken in grey and in silver
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The wind blows clean
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We watch the shadows chase across the hillside
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And out to sea
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You and I, we're nearly full circle
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It's just a touch away
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And all the seeds we've sown in a lifetime
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They'll come good some day
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Pain is what you live with
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And try to change the subject
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In the dark the hands reach out
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But I still feel the wonder
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As the sky turns to fire
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A catching in the heart
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Standing between the worlds
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In the changing of the light
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Across the desert the wise men travelled
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Following a dream
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I see the same star shining above us
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Endlessly . . .
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Changing of the Light
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| New Model Army |
