Pasture Lane
I was once walking down pasture lane....
When crows flew over my head....
Then I thought
Of misty rain
Pouring over the dead....
And golden sunsets
Bless this vision of dawn....
One day we will be gone
To be rained upon....
When crows flew over my head....
Then I thought
Of misty rain
Pouring over the dead....
And golden sunsets
Bless this vision of dawn....
One day we will be gone
To be rained upon....
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