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Nommoland
away away away still further
rising up we leave the murmur
trees with wind's caressing hush
wrapping souls in forests lush
valleys deep and mountains soaring
far away from thought streams boring
spirit flies on wings above
up and up, Earth's warmth it's love
holds us gently as we're rising
touching space and its surprising
electric brush, Earth spins below
in ultralight its plasma glow
reaches to the Moon and Venus
its ion tail unseen is seen as
we let go the Sun's embrace
and to another star we race
Sirius bright, its shining beacon
in a flash we're there not speaking
mind to mind in heart we know
that Nommoland is down below
an ocean world always becoming
born again we are now one in
and out of time we flow
home in heart with loving slow
rapturous and so compelling
heartache beauty, tears upwelling
the way we felt when we first met
anticipation's fiery jet
promising a new tomorrow
no more pain and no more sorrow
entwined we're woven in a beam
of light in heart from dream to dream
far away from thought streams boring
spirit flies on wings while soaring
Nommoland is down below
the ocean world in heart we know
rising up we leave the murmur
trees with wind's caressing hush
wrapping souls in forests lush
valleys deep and mountains soaring
far away from thought streams boring
spirit flies on wings above
up and up, Earth's warmth it's love
holds us gently as we're rising
touching space and its surprising
electric brush, Earth spins below
in ultralight its plasma glow
reaches to the Moon and Venus
its ion tail unseen is seen as
we let go the Sun's embrace
and to another star we race
Sirius bright, its shining beacon
in a flash we're there not speaking
mind to mind in heart we know
that Nommoland is down below
an ocean world always becoming
born again we are now one in
and out of time we flow
home in heart with loving slow
rapturous and so compelling
heartache beauty, tears upwelling
the way we felt when we first met
anticipation's fiery jet
promising a new tomorrow
no more pain and no more sorrow
entwined we're woven in a beam
of light in heart from dream to dream
far away from thought streams boring
spirit flies on wings while soaring
Nommoland is down below
the ocean world in heart we know
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