Δευτέρα, 27 Δεκεμβρίου 2010

What happened to a sense of wonder..



And we walked the pagan streams
And searched for white horses on surrounding hills
We lived where dusk had meaning
And repaired to quiet sleep, where noise abated
In touch with the silence
On Honey Street, on Honey Street



What happened to a sense of wonder
On yonder hillside, getting dim
Why didn't they leave us, alone
Why couldn't we just be ourselves
We could dream, and keep bees
And live on Honey Street


 
And we walked the pagan streams
In meditation and contemplation
And we didn't need anybody, or anything
Then, no concepts, being free
And I wanna climb that hillside again, with you

One more time

As the great, great, great, great, great, great, great
Being watches over
And we repair, repair, repair, shhh, repair, shhh, we repair




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1 σχόλια:

Veilchen είπε...

It's almost impossible to understand the greek parts of this blog. Nevertheless I must register here how wonderful your blog is. I'm brazilian and I love progressive folk. Congratulations for your notes, research and magic.
We can talk by e-mail. What do you think? halle_veilchen@hotmail.com

Cheerio!