The dream child moving through
a land of
Wonders wild and new
In friendly chat
With bird or beast
And half believe it true

If you were a cloud, and sailed up there
You'd sail on water as blue as air,
And you'd see me here in the fields and say
Doesn't the sky look green today ?

All kinds of wonderful rare animals will come to drink at the pool, and you will clearly see the nature of all things.
You will see many strange and wonderful things come and go, but you will be still.
It has been said
That the reason
Angels can fly is
Because they take themselves lightly.
Where am I going ? I dont quite know,
What does it matter where people go ?
Down to the wood where the bluebells grow,
Anywhere, anywhere, I dont know.
Be the door, not the doorman.
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