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Fountains That Are Trees, Ripe With The Fruit Of Forgiveness
When the moon is high in the sky
Then the light is captured by your eyes
Born from starbursts so very far away
Now we breathe in the spring scent of today
Since we met in the depths of this forest
Time has stretched like the dreams of a fever
We are united by the colors of love
We're meant to taste the pain of rainbows
Beautiful and torn open
Beautiful and so alive
Beautiful and torn wide open
Beautiful and so alive
Then the light is captured by your eyes
Born from starbursts so very far away
Now we breathe in the spring scent of today
Since we met in the depths of this forest
Time has stretched like the dreams of a fever
We are united by the colors of love
We're meant to taste the pain of rainbows
Beautiful and torn open
Beautiful and so alive
Beautiful and torn wide open
Beautiful and so alive
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