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Sometimes I think of them now
Those honey-scented days
When sun's bright rays shone on my face
Then summer blazed through the trees
And softened by the shade
It filled that sylvan place
Float
Go with the flow
Not high not low
Before you go
Float
And live in hope
When judgement comes
It comes to save us all

Now all that's left is a sound
A hollow echoing
No faith no heart in what I make
And those bright things I once saw
Are shadowy
Dead leaves
Like dreams
Drift on the lake

Float
Go with the flow
Not high not low
Before you go
Float
And live in hope
When judgement comes
It comes to save us all
Sometimes I think of them now   Those honey-scented days   When sun's bright rays shone on my face   Then summer blazed through the trees   And softened by the shade   It filled that sylvan place   Float   Go with the flow   Not high not low   Before you go   Float   And live in hope   When judgement comes   It comes to save us all      Now all that's left is a sound   A hollow echoing   No faith no heart in what I make   And those bright things I once saw   Are shadowy   Dead leaves   Like dreams   Drift on the lake      Float   Go with the flow   Not high not low   Before you go   Float   And live in hope   When judgement comes   It comes to save us all