Not with the lips of skin nor yet with the lips of dark snow
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But let the white dove sing
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Of the body of life of the lover whose love is complete
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Hold hands out to greet ah let not the swan be brought low
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For all that is moving is moved by her hands
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She is mirrored for ever in the life of the lands
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In the building of thoughts in the shifting sands
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Life life remembering
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Well here you are now o now you are here
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Well how has it been so far
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The hair and the fur
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Lemons, frankinscence, and myrhh
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For all that is moving is moved by her hands
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She is mirrored for ever in the life of the lands
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In the building of thoughts in the shifting sands
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Let the cracked crystal raindrop be merged in the sea
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Silent shining thoughtless free
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but close your eyes to find the golden flower
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And open them to see the sunshine shower
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Where the flowers are free and the fishes ask
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Ah what can water be
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She beareth thought she beareth visions
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Speaking truth in contradictions
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Dreams of pain dreams of laughter
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And every action follows after
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O second self o gate of the soft mystery
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I'll love you if you'll love me; o guide me
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With the gold of gabriel's wing grant me the tongue
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That all the earth does sing
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Vibrating light forever one the sun
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The book of life is open to us
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There'll be no secrets left between us
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Three Is A Green Crown
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| The Incredible String Band |
