The notes ascend, a longing call,
Oh, friend, my heart, a thirst to stall.
Across the births, a parched desire,
Come, sing with me, and fan the fire.
The notes cascade, then softly gleam.
My eyes, adrift in dream's embrace,
Oh, friend, come share this hidden space.
Teach me the art, the whispered art,
To dream anew within the heart.
The notes ascend, a longing call,
Oh, friend, my heart, a thirst to stall.
Come, sing with me, and fan the fire.
The notes cascade, then softly gleam.
You know not grief's abyssal hold,
Come, break the chains of stories told.
Come, break the chains of solitude,
Let all my loneliness be subdued.
Come, rain your love, a summer's grace,
Quench the embers of this burning space.
Come, rain your love, a summer's grace,
Quench the embers of this burning space.
The notes ascend, a longing call,
Oh, friend, my heart, a thirst to stall.
Come, sing with me, and fan the fire.
The notes cascade, then softly gleam.
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