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Birth
As through the ages, you are
the flow of sand
through an hourglass
As I look on, on my way
to be first born
for a thousand times
But who are we...
Who are we...
Who are we...
Who are we...
Is this the sky?
I’m speeding on a highway
can you feel me
waiting for the birth
Creation is the nurse’ry
I sing to you
I heed everything
But where is he...
Where is he...
Where is he...
Where is he...
And why am I?
the flow of sand
through an hourglass
As I look on, on my way
to be first born
for a thousand times
But who are we...
Who are we...
Who are we...
Who are we...
Is this the sky?
I’m speeding on a highway
can you feel me
waiting for the birth
Creation is the nurse’ry
I sing to you
I heed everything
But where is he...
Where is he...
Where is he...
Where is he...
And why am I?
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