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Matthew Lien
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A Mirror To The Past
Lyricist:Matthew Lien Composer:Matthew Lien
Held within a sacred place Antiquity in shades of grace The lines you carve upon the ground Are lines within the Elder's face
Something is becoming clear Everything is ancient here The rivers flowing 'cross the plains The hills that over look the same
And you are the wind that blows throughout You are so hard to sing about You are the blood within my veins A mirror to the past remains
Turning back the page of time The hour-gla*s of arctic sands Reveals a former common ground The Great Plains of the southern lands Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Dark upon the golden plain Shadows still recount the view The nation of the buffalo The nation of the caribou
The tribes across the southern plains With weathered eyes and standing tall Have heard the cries and felt the pain To see the mighty nations fall
Now blowing through the empty hall The leaves of summer turned to fall With Sandhill Cranes a last recall To wild things that shared it all
And you are the wind that blows without You are so hard to sing about You are the blood within my veins A mirror to the past remains
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