We smelled your soup on the fire cooking We saw your toys and your pencils looking bright So bright and yet they come from oh so far away We heard your flags and your banners flapping We felt the air from from your hands all clapping time In time, I'm sure your time is not so far away
Millions, all moving forward Millions, all babbling crossword Millions, all flow at water Millions, all bright with laughter He make you glowing He bake you golden like the yangtse mud
I saw your writing on paper landing Your stamps showed bridges and temples standing still So still, and yet they're standing oh so far away I saw you asking for western thinking I say it's poison that you'll be drinking Stay as east, as far away as dreams will let you be
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