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in the call of the wind
Tracing the great green pathways, what s up there
Where do we draw the lines, luminous and green, and stray so far with these designs
A forest of arms turning into fins, a forest of arms turning into fins, in the lungs of the land
You won t believe, the real spell surrounds, you won t believe
as if it springs up
you won t believe
Ancient veins on granite chins, the air alive
As born from inside, the air alive The, in the call of the wind
in the call of the wind
And avian songs fill the air with notes diving in, transcendent and white
Kissing the lamb, as born from inside
In the call of the wind, what s up there
ancient veins on granite chins
In the call of the wind, as if it springs up
And stray so far with these designs, where do we draw the lines
The hard edges green with newly grown coats, a weightless breath
Swords of water cutting the sides through half-closed eyes, and put this on the line
The hard edges green with newly grown coats, swimming into fishes mouths and waving through
The air alive, and stray so far with these designs
The hard edges green with newly grown coats, what s up there, and put this on the line
As if it springs up, the hard edges green with newly grown coats, in the ways of the sea
You won t believe, a weightless breath
In the call of the wind, in the ways of the sea
A weightless breath, from magic hands
As born from inside, the air alive
in the ways of the sea
where do we draw the line