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I have opened up my mind to things I was afraid of |
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Done things I've never done before |
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Taken a chance and seen just what the world is made of |
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Nothing is the same any more |
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At times I feel a golden spirit coming through me |
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Thinking of my life and what it's given to me |
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I will live within that spirit ever knowing |
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I'm where I'm supposed to be, welcome home |
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In the waters I can see a clear reflection |
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Of the force that's all around |
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There's a harmony of season and direction |
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This is surely sacred ground |
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Sweet life is everywhere as we stand in the clover |
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Feel the circle magic, let it take us over |
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And through all that I've been blessed with, I feel certain |
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I'm where I'm supposed to be, welcome home |
