Angels, with their fluttering wings
Half of winter, half of spring
For a small space in time
The ocean, with it's mouth open wide
Have you ever stood in the sand
And felt its waves cover you ?
Mountains, with the patience of a cat
Silence wearing its sneakers
They are the clouds and the stars
Hear their sacred singing
They are the lost golden key
That opens the door to the heavens
Precious gems, our sweet angels
For a small space in time
The ocean, with it's mouth open wide
Have you ever stood in the sand
And felt its waves cover you ?
Mountains, with the patience of a cat
Silence wearing its sneakers
They are the clouds and the stars
Hear their sacred singing
They are the lost golden key
That opens the door to the heavens
Precious gems, our sweet angels
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