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Grandmother, tell me a story From the pages of once, long ago. When the wind was a child And the rivers ran wild. Tell me grandmother, so I will know. From the days of our early beginnings When the very first children asked, "Why?" There appeared in the sky In the wink of an eye The form of a large, silver crow. Saying "all that you ask, you shall know." How big is the sky? How long is forever? Who are we? Why are we here? Will we ever be able to piece it together? Will it ever become wholly clear? The sky's a reflection of all that you are Forever's in every breath You're the laughter of rainbows The music of stars You've come to become who you are. |