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(Image credit: David Sommers)
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
And the voices of those who stand looking...
And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to *reason*
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forest will echo with laughter
Yes, there are *two paths* you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know
The piper's calling you to join him
Dear lady, can't you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the *whispering wind*
And as we wind on down the road
Our *shadows taller than our soul*
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How *everything still turns to gold*
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When *all is one and one is all*, yeah
To be a rock and not to roll.