So, changing the things we know,
Crossing the world you go,
Moving with gaint stride,
Gently 'gainst time and tide.
Wild soundscapes completely new
Come from your special view,
Piercing the veil of cloud,
Crying your story loud.
From your humble soul
Flies a spirit through the world,
Reaching hearts, now aware
Every song was a prayer.
Inspiration in a sound,
What we hear is always true.
Every thought, every care,
Every song is a prayer.
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