letra de poet and the painter - goldenoak
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in the wind of every mountain
are the seed of all these sounds
in the laughs, you’ll find living
in the tears, you’ll find singing
when it rains, we’ll call it gardening
all this light feels forgiving
as we pass through all these days
in the fall, we’ll split cedar
in the spring, we’ll plant thyme
when it snows, we’ll build a ballroom
and the poet and the painter
are our dancing on this town
while you and i are painting pictures
and writing words from the ground
when they come home, we’ll be forgotten
when it snows, we’ll build a ballroom
when it rains, we’ll call it gardening
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