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Cold-hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colors from our sight,
Red is gray and yellow white,
But we decide which is right,
And which is an illusion.
Pinprick holes in a colorless sky,
Let insipid figures of light pass by,
The mighty light of ten thousand suns,
Challenges infinity and is soon gone.
Nighttime, to some a brief interlude,
To others the fear of solitude.
Brave Helios, wake up your steeds,
Bring the warmth the countryside needs.
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Dawn is a feeling
A beautiful ceiling
The smell of grass
Just makes you pass
Into a dream
You're here today
No future fears
This day will last
A thousand years
If you want it to
You look around you
Things they astound you
So breathe in deep
You're not asleep
Open your mind
You're here today
No future fears
This day will last
A thousand years
If you want it to
Do you understand
That all over this land
There's a feeling
In minds far and near
Things are becoming clear
With a meaning
Now that you're knowing
Pleasure starts flowing
It's true life flies
Faster than eyes
Could ever see
You're here today
No future fears
This day will last
A thousand years
If you want it to
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Balloons flying
Children sighing
What a day to go kite flying
Breezes cool
Away from school
Cowboys fighting out a duel
Time seems to stand quite still
In a child's world it always will
Fishes biting
So exciting
Lunchtime sounds so inviting
Angler Bill, He gets a thrill
Sitting, watching bobbing quill
Time seems to stand quite still
In a child's world it always will
Yesterday's dreams
Are tomorrow's sighs
Watch children playing
They seem so wise
Mary Green
Today's a queen
One thousand dollies are a-dreaming
Cotton frocks and golden locks
Her palace is an orange box
Time seems to stand quite still
In a child's world it always will
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I see it all through my window it seems,
Never failing, like millions of bees.
Pull out the drawer, no time to be won,
Only to do, what can be done.
Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour.
Minds are subject to what should be done,
Problem solved, time cannot be won.
One hour a day, one hour a night,
She's trying to be, ooh,
Home, in full flight.
Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour.
It makes me want to run out and tell them,They've got time.
Take a step back out and look in,
I've found out, I've got time.
Minds are subject to what should be done,
Problem solved, time cannot be won.
One hour a day, one hour a night,
She's trying to be, ooh,
Home, in full flight.
Peak hour, peak hour, peak hour.
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Tuesday afternoon
I'm just beginning to see
Now I'm on my way
It doesn't matter to me
Chasing the clouds away
Something calls to me
The trees are drawing me near
I've got to find out why
Those gentle voices I hear
Explain it all with a sigh
I'm looking at myself, reflections of my mind
It's just the kind of day to leave myself behind
So gently swaying through the fairy-land of love
If you'll just come with me and see the beauty of
Tuesday afternoon
Tuesday afternoon
Tuesday afternoon
I'm just beginning to see
Now I'm on my way
It doesn't matter to me
Chasing the clouds away
Something calls to me
The trees are drawing me near
I've got to find out why
Those gentle voices I hear
Explain it all with a sigh
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(Evening: Time to Get Away)
Evening has come to pass,
The time of day doesn't last.
Evening, has earned its place today,
I'm tired of working away.
Working, living it brings,
Only way to have those things.
Toiling has bought too many tears,
Turn 'round all those past years.
Evening time to get away.
Evening time to get away.
Evening time to get away.
'Til next day.
Live all you people,
You can't see where you're at,
It doesn't really hurt you,
So that can't be bad.
(repeat)
Evening time to get away.
Evening time to get away.
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(Evening: The Sun Set)
When the sun goes down, and the clouds all frown,
Night has begun for the sunset.
See it with your eyes, Earth's re-energized
By the sun's rays everyday.
Take a look out there, planets everywhere.
When the sun goes down, and the clouds all frown,
Night has begun for the sunset.
Shadows on the ground, never make a sound,
Fading away in the sunset.
Night has now become day for everyone.
I can see it all, from this great height,
I can feel the sun, slipping out of sight.
And the world still goes on through the night.
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(Evening: Twilight Time)
Twilight time to dream awhile,
In veils of deepening blue.
As fantasy strides, over colourful skies,
Of form disappearing from view.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
A nightingale plays a dark mellow phrase,
Of notes that are rich and so true.
An aerial display by the firefly brigade,
Dancing to tunes no one knew.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
Building castles in the air,
Whistling to the wind.
As nature bows down her head,
See what tomorrow brings.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
Bats take to wing like puppets on string,
Prancing through cool evening air.
In a sightless glide, no reason to hide
Away from the sun's blinding stare.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
In twilight time, dream with me awhile.
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Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I've written
Never meaning to send
Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore
'Cause I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
Gazing at people
Some hand in hand
Just what I'm going through
They can't understand
Some try to tell me
Thoughts they cannot defend
Just what you want to be
You will be in the end
And I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I love you
Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I've written
Never meaning to send
Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore
'Cause I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I love you
'Cause I love you
Yes, I love you
Oh, how I love you
Oh, how I love you
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