Wherever metal hides in stone
Wherever water finds a plant
Wherever air the birds have flown
Or lifted a flower to a bee
Wherever an animal loves you
And trusts you to love it back
Wherever you make a place
For water and lifts it to your lips
Wherever you let the air
Breath you in and out
Wherever the old fairy-tales
Are read to someone dying
See we told your so they say
We were already here and waiting
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