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Underneath the aching sky

Where the leaves lie,

I fell into a daydream

Where you lay down.

At the river’s edge

Your eyes were reflections.

A dark moon rose across your face,

Arcing back into the sky.

Underneath the aching sky

Where the forest is,

There’s a plot of land that’s harvested

And it takes our pain away.

If there’s any pain at all -

There isn’t all the time, dear -

Because I fall into a daydream

Peaceful when we lay down.

Solo: Chris