Wavy lines and peacock sheen
Rainfall on rolling green
Prettiest world I've ever seen
Faces and places in a highway land
Beads strung on a silver strand
Quick silver in a callused hand
Never a place for the Son of Man
Born under a rainbow sign
Flash of wave in space and time
Molten glass and hearts that shine
Stone to gold in fire refined
Rainfall on rolling green Wavy lines and peacock sheen Rainfall on rolling green Prettiest world I've ever seen Faces and places in a highway land Beads strung on a silver strand Quick silver in a callused hand Never a place for the Son of Man Born under a rainbow sign Flash of wave in space and time Molten glass and hearts that shine Stone to gold in fire refined Explain Request ×
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