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beyonder

04:25

Story

toronto may 1973

you could play mandolin in the car, on the road

it was small enough and you could hear it

 

 

Lyrics

highway

hear you crying

sun comes

down from the sky much too soon

 

dancer

i will answer

she says

i carry the seasons with me

 

moon shine

i will fly

time comes for

leaving my tracks cross the sky

 

highway

hear you crying

time comes for

leaving my tracks cross the worlds