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Born Again Cured

He woke up inside the clouds
A rainbow to plant in the ground
But there is no pot of gold
Only the myth of a crying sound

The birds that flew quickly by
He could read their mind
Their babies were hungry
Hoping to reach them in time

Every sound means something
The trees dancing with the wind
They don't have to tell us why
They became such good friends

We weren’t born just to lose at love
Everybody knows somebody who lied
But family is the marrow in our bones
I can’t lose something that deep inside

Give him a moment to rest
Passing to spirit from flesh
Fifty nine years on, forever is next

You know the things we can only suppose
A preacher's talking about faith always, until
Yes, always until it's our turn, while we wonder
Why God is asking us to forgive him his will

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