Smile to me the land is green,
cherry blossoms, mandarin,
the greatest things are to be seen,
come and hold me be my queen.
Hold my hand, I am feeling cold
whisper to me things untold,
‘don’t touch the sun’ I will be told
but I am made of freezing mould.
Lead me there to stopping time
Hold me though, there is a line
you can see it, don’t say its fine
to my eyes it’s turning time.
Smile to me the land is green
hold me I said because I ve been
known forever to turn to sin.
And although it’s heaven we are in,
you know what happens if I am keen.
Smile again! The land is grey,
known forever to dismay
information that is green
Hold me no! It was a dream!
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