Transcription: Long ago, somewhere in the future In a place beyond space and time There's a black fall to see What has been, what could be Prophecies of the ages Every little joy, every sorrow Every little tear that is cried Every what indeed, every thousand feeling A little mare on the bay ages. Summer breaks out in shadow, summer breaks the light, but the lives that we lead are the stories we leave there in the blue-cold night
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