I’ll leave

I’ll leave you,
wanting a new one to follow
I’ll leave you wishing,
we never met
So when you shed
tears from your breast
You’ll free me from
The land of best

The land of best
I knew so young
And in it I grew
higher than the sun
So now I’ll leave you
wanting a new one to follow

And I will climb
a blue gray sky
into heavens hollow white cave
where we all dance
All times of day

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