A city of justice,
Of purity and sheer peace;
Where Jason returns the fleece
And no war kills its bliss.
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I still think of you,
In the dry, cold night;
On my chilly sleek sofa,
I lay lost in thoughts of you.
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Words born of my heart
To the one whose own, I am
The loveliest of the creator's art
To you I write this psalm;
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Hear the voices as they call out
Hear them plead, shiveringly, from without
In sorrow and anguish, hear as they cry
Their tears pour more, the more they dry
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Could we dance in the rain?
Could you twirl around on the plain?
I'll tip my hat to take your hand
Smile a beckon, I'll help you stand
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If only she sees what I see,
And hears my every thought, that
She basks in the grandeur of the golden Sun
And wears the grace of the stars in a night sky
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If I journey o'er lands and seas
The place that I wish to be is this;
What season matters when I'm there,
Where I am assuaged of my fear?
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When thou face the future seated, fearing
Keep the words of promise on thy lips, faring;
None could tell where the journey might end
A life could end veering off one bend,
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Alone, and beyond searching eyes
Faraway in the woods, where no eye pries;
I'd journeyed the world for a place like this
Where time stands still when lovers kiss
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