The Beatles are gone
But you're here
.....................................   Sing
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Gentleness
Drifting lightly
.
Winds
.
Across the field and hills
..
We are
The words of the ancient  stories

We tell
Tales of the good and kind
--
little lovers touch
And run thru the countryside
--

Little cabin
Warm with the fire

Gentleness alive

In every eye