[ti:Stream]
[ar:Meg Baird]
[al:Seasons On Earth]
[00:38.51]Poured my feet into this stream
[00:49.82]And I feel poison
[01:00.61]I want to take it up and hold it, hold it all
[01:11.65]So that no one would ever feel poison again
[01:21.33]
[01:56.73]If dreams can blow away
[02:04.98]If we can lose our dearest days
[02:22.64]Will I ever know why you should want to hold...
[02:37.40]
[03:13.39]Poured my feet into this stream
[03:24.54]And I feel goodness, gladness all around
[03:35.68]And I want it to go
[03:46.63]Cuz out of this ground something good must come
[03:57.48]
[04:16.19]If a beast can trample lovers down
[04:23.45]
[04:32.97]Must I pick up every broken bough
[04:46.00]
[05:06.23]If each season looks to its last
[05:14.87]Drifts beneath these lazy laughs
[05:27.56]
[05:47.65]Oh but I still love
[05:55.69]All the things that I've ever loved
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