And on this day
somewhere far away
I found the one
I wished would stay
This place translucent
We need an interpreter
Can't understand
I held it in the palm of my hand
And palm trees were swaying
all over the place
for the hurricane had arrived
leaving nothing behind
but its trace
the sand swept shore
and nevermore
and the floral chair
and the rainbow I once saw
and the compass in my pocket
directing the way
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