And it was all bright
For the time, a little time frame
Springing across the bog, a light
Mesmerized, lost in time
From whence you came
And there was joy
For the time, a little time frame
Filling the mountains, a story
Bemused, I swear i could aim
From whence you came
And you were the weir
For the time, a little time frame
Flowing in all seas, an aria
Enchanted, in your arms I'd lain
From whence you came
And then the ground shook
Much more than the time frame
Beneath my skin, a nook
Oh God, please show me
From whence you came
Beam the bog, the light
Search the mountains, the story
Follow the weir, an aria so right
The ground still shakes, a purgatory
'Cause I want to be from whence you came
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