Let me stop the racing clocks
And turn the moon down
I would knit
The night close to
Dusk
And let everything
Drown around
Let me send the
Sky to fly
And I would create a bridge
Across the golden fields
Let me
Burn the streets to ashes
And walk through
The thick mist
To you
Geti Ara
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