Loving the parade Oh for the cherishing of dear on the ears of a sound,
deep in the Swallow a Whistle touching a journey I know I'll go to the themes in Times age,
round the bends to say Hello,
gentle in the grave takers stand Rain be my send,
depth to taste the Mountains through,
valley will the bridge be My Echo suite,
speaking on the Sides in the dial of gut to Shout,
singing on the fountains lathe!!
Stay this song of Miley,
be a great Port to lyrics Harbor,
cable Cars and gears to laugh,
driving those Outer turns be of the Brightest star,
sing as the Sun spots,
a Moon in the best of a earthly talks.
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