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    I hold the flower there
    Doesn't know she's beautiful
    She wakes every morning seeing
    All the other things are beautiful
    Well she's free
    Companion to the wind

    Time plays a roller coaster
    Not afraid to ride itself
    Never takes adventure lightly
    Always stops enough to let us on for a ride

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    A blind New Orleans painter man
    Doesn't get many straight lines
    Hurricane tourists poke some fun
    The angels whisper,

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    Composition: Domingo Ortiz, John Hermann, Todd Nance, Dave Schools, John Bell, and Michael Houser

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