As the rain? tossed above us;
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In the garden of the world
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But a flame arrives to guide us;
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Past the gold between the angles of the stars
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Watch you over all the children in the rain;
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And the streets where I remember
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Where the fire that lights a candle soars again;
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A flaring flame,
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Hear it call;
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Through the darkness,
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Hear it call to us all
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And start again;
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Its beating heart
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Comes again
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[ Instrumental: bells ]
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[ Instrumental: whistling ]
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[ Instrumental: la-la ]
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When the light dries all the fields
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And the joy drives out our pain
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And the nations come to greet us
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Waving malten loaves and waves of golden corn
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Can you hear us,
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Oh, the spirit of the world
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May your light be ever near us
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Always heal us from the dark that we may fall
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We're a flame
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And reflect
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We're the corn
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Caliban's Dream
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Underworld |