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• Artiste: Pickering Pick
• Titre: Another Golden Day
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When I was young, I stood astride; the mountains, oh they'd moved aside And my thoughts began to ??? and ??? would reconcile And lonely ships, they'd move at pace from overseas to every place My fearless eyes were ever raised to see the final battles wage When I was young, the day was long and the evening was a distant sun A manuscript of paper wrapped in boxes all forever trapped A light absorbed phenomenon that's in the furthest places thought By making ??? of white, we managed to destroy the night When I was young, I turned my hand to building cities out of sand And castles whose foundation formed, the earth from which my faith is born The powerless will fly away and give remembrance to this day By furious love and service ???, another golden day is brought When I was young, with bountiess grace my adversary I embraced Whose broad defenses I exalt, suspicion was his only fault With arms outstretched he kept apart the love and fear within his heart Though long he stood with out a friend, my fight was stronger in the end When I was young, I understood that being angry does no good But still I fought against my will, the visions that I sought to kill Assuming that I was alone, I fought the demon on my own But I was young and had no fear, I did not know my death was near