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The Singing Fields

 

As the singing fields watch over you

And the moonlight guides your dreams

I have watched you sleep in the morning light

When the stars whispered

And the birds called out

Their first songs to the dawn.

 

And the lake lies calm beneath the swans

As they glide their silent dance.

My thoughts have winged away with them

To a distant past

Only to return

To the place that I call home.

 

Your smile can take my breath away

I see you in my dreams.

As the story of our lives unfolds

The trees murmur

What will be will be

And the land hums its soft song.