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There's a child that sings soft and warm
There's a bell that rings every sunday morn
There's a bird of love; has no place to mourn
It swept him blindly through the air
And left him broken

There's a wind that goes from the strangest ocean
And a jasmine rose; songs of roses
There's unfathomed sounds in a place called nowhere
And the silent ground in these breaths
It swept him blindly through the air
And left him opened
He left the world without a tear
When he crossed over

Om namah shiva
Om namah shiva
Om namah shiva
Om namah shiva

In a world without tears
Farewell
Fare thee well

Om namah shiva
Om namah shiva
Om namah shiva
Om namah shiva
Om namah shiva

In every russ he bid farewell
When he crossed over

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