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Land of fever, hot as sand
fire of rivers, cover your hands
Standing tall, on a blanket of stars
Sinking in salt water, drinking word in a whisper of lambs
Over the mountain of a river of warm
Cover my body in a man of my soul
A part of my family, he is with my stars
A part of the heavens, an angel he stands
Sounds of the rain drops, kissing the ground
My lips pink of roses, my eyes bright as blue
Holding my hand, in a moment, of truth
My breath now a whisper of tomorrows day beau
lighting my sky up, I paint on the moon
Old friend is no longer, so I must fall forward in a rhythm of feet
Pounding the pavement in, a dance, of ballet
Here comes my music
Are you ready for me
