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From the ship, we could see it in the distance |
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As the fog was finally lifting |
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We had come to the shores of Summerday |
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Gently landing, we jumped out on the snad and found our way |
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Where the dirt was soft and black |
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We started digging a garden |
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And soon we found the woods that we'd call |
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The forest of Arden for to play |
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When we came to Summerday |
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On the shores of Summerday |
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We will live in Summerday |
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And we climbed a stony mountain |
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We were boisterous then quiet |
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As we thought about what instruments to make |
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Soon we started to build the uillean pipes and fine guitars |
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Then we scouted out the hollows for solitude and silence |
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And we found the places we could meet by the blue and glassy river |
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Under stars where the paper lanterns sway |
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In the streets of Summerday |
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Trust the night and trust the day |
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Sun and moon of Summerday |
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We are pilgrims in the land between religions |
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We are following our children |
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And we paint in different colors every day |
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And if we're true to our hearts they will grow up and want to stay |
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We will work beside them as they build modest houses |
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And on a misty April morning we'll rest the shovels on the fence |
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And die and become a summer day |
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Oh, the fields of Summerday |
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And the flowers of Summerday |
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They will live in Summerday |
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To the shores of Summerday |
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So we sail to Summerday |
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We will live in Summerday |
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