from Into The Mystery

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Sacred secret forest

Where the breeze smells sweet

Grateful to awaken from a

Deep sleep, dreaming of

The river we have known 



And the River, flows downstream

?Course it does

That River, knows our dreams

Clear as God, this river

We have seen

Just droplets of, but here

The drops converge in this stream



The gateway is that pathway

Where the weeds grow high

Lately I?ve been thirsty, but I

Fly by driving ?til

The teardrops all run dry



CHORUS



Deeper, I remember

Down this dream-worn path

Steeper ?til we?re laughing as we

Slide fast, splashing in

The wonder of this love



CHORUS



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