There used to be happiness
In the cloven fields of green
A time when there was no risk,
When the golden trees would ring
Once upon a time.
There used to be Joy and Love
In clouds of wonderous blue
Where souls flew, free as a dove,
When there was just me and you,
Once upon a time
There is silent humbling
A flood of beautiful tears
Rebirth is coming, is coming
Now gone are the useless fears,
Once upon a time is here again.
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