The Little Ones

The Little Ones - Gregory's Chant lyrics

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The wind rushed in and circled our heads in a blazing 
trail
With outlines and figures of leaders 
Our eyes drapped in color with each passing hour and our 
bodys grew small
We arched our backs to see the light
In their heads they were so inspired
As they danced to their heart's desire
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Language: English

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