Television - Days

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  • Published on:  3/31/2011
  • Up on the high, high hills - with my floating friend -
    Watchin' all the silver - no one can ever spend
    I feel the touch of her hand and all it will erase;
    These footprints I followed tho they followed my every pace -
    Days, be more than all we have.
    No matter how much I cross I always see the same stream.
    I'm standing up on these bridges that are standing in a dream.
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