Sun and moon and star and sky
Flower, tree, and green-grown grass
All form patterns, patterns pass
Pass me softly by.
Trap the light within a glass
Glass shall fade, light shall pass
Pass me softly by.
Sing a song of words that flash
Past dancing feet where cymbals clash
Winds that blow and waves that wash
Wash me softly by.
Sun and moon and star and sky
Flower, tree, and green-grown grass
All form patterns, patterns pass
Pass me softly by.
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