The Moody Blues

The Moody Blues - The Dream lyrics

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When the white eagle of the North is flying overhead
The browns, reds and golds of autumn lie in the gutter, dead.
Remember then, that summer birds with wings of fire flaying
Came to witness spring's new hope, born of leaves decaying.
Just as new life will come from death, love will come at leisure.
Love of love, love of life and giving without measure
Gives in return a wondrous yearn of a promise almost seen.
Live hand-in-hand and together we'll stand on the threshold of a dream.
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Author: Graeme Edge

Composer: Graeme Edge

Publisher: Eagle Rock Entertainment Ltd.

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Released in: 1969

Language: English

Appearing on: On the Threshold of a Dream (1969)

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