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|    05 Nov 23 19:31:57    |
      From: lordyumyum@gmail.com              YES - "And You And I"              [I Cord Of Life]              A man conceived a moment's answers to the dream       Staying the flowers daily, sensing all the themes       As a foundation left to create the spiral aim       A movement regained and regarded both the same       All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you              Changed only for a sight the sound, the space agreed       Between the picture of time behind the face of need       Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid       Emotions revealed as the ocean maid       All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you              Coins and crosses       (Turn round tailor, assaulting)       Never know their fruitless worth       (all the mornings of the interest shown,       presenting one another to the cord)       Cords are broken       (All left dying, rediscovered       Of the door that turned round)       Locked inside the mother Earth       (To close the cover, all the       interest shown)       They won't hide, hold, they won't tell you       (To turn one another, to the       sign at the time float your climb)       Watching the world, watching all of the world       Watching us go by              And you and I climb over the sea to the valley       And you and I reached out for reasons to call              [II Eclipse]              Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid       Emotions revealed as the ocean maid       As a movement regained and regarded both the same       All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you              [III The Preacher, The Teacher]              Sad preacher nailed upon the coloured door of time       Insane teacher be there reminded of the rhyme       There'll be no mutant enemy we shall certify       Political ends as sad remains will die       Reach out as forward tastes begin to enter you       Oooh, ooh              I listened hard but could not see       Life tempo change out and inside me       The preacher trained in all to lose his name       The teacher travels, asking to be shown the same       In the end we'll agree, we'll accept, we'll immortalize       That the truth of the man maturing in his eyes       All complete in the sight of seeds of life with you              Coming quickly to terms of all expression laid       As a moment regained and regarded both the same       Emotion revealed as the ocean maid       A clearer future, morning, evening, nights with you              [IV Apocalypse]              And you and I climb, crossing the shapes of the morning       And you and I reach over the sun for the river       And you and I climb, clearer towards the movement       And you and I called over valleys of endless seas              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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