(25 March,1958 / Colorado)

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Son and Sun

The sun, oh how it does shine brightly.
The Son, how bravely he stands alone.
The Son, oh how he touch life lightly.
The sun, how it does bring us home.

Glide home sun, glide home.
Ride home Son, ride home.

Submitted: Monday, February 19, 2007
Edited: Thursday, January 20, 2011


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