Eyes in the clouds.
Looking down upon us.
Zeus with spear.
Thor with hammer.
No reverence they say.
No sacrifice these days.
Warmth is oozing all around.
Can we find common ground?
In the tree the songbird sings.
Of beauty only we can bring.
Eyes in the clouds.
Looking down upon us.
Zeus with spear.
Thor with hammer.
No reverence they say.
No sacrifice these days.
Warmth is oozing all around.
Can we find common ground?
In the tree the songbird sings.
Of beauty only we can bring.
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