(Denver/Henry)
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His spirit joined as so was formed ten thousand years ago.
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Between the swan and Hercules where even dark clouds glow.
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To live with grace, to ride the swell, to yet be strong of will.
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To love the wind, to learn its song, an empty space to fill.
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Apollo taught me to rhyme, Orpheus taught me to play.
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Andromeda cast down her sign and Vega lights my way.
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Smoke rings in a galaxy, an endless flight through time.
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Lyra gave her harp to him and left him free to climb.
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A winter's journey from the moon to reach the summer sun.
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To rise again, to sing for you a song that's yet unsung.
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Apollo taught me to rhyme, Orpheus taught me to play.
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Andromeda cast down her sign and Vega lights my way.
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His spirit joined as so was formed ten thousand years ago.
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Between the swan and Hercules where even dark clouds glow.
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To live with grace, to ride the swell, to yet be strong of will.
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To love the wind, to learn its song, an empty space to fill.
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Spirit
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| John Denver |
