There you lie
Nothing but me—
Nothing but me.
Come my child
And hear me sing
The song of every mountain
The song of every tree.
Come, for you are
Son of no other mother
Rather than me.
Listen to our voice,
Feel it with your feet:
The murmur of every root,
The whisper of the sea.
Now you must fly
Away from me,
But remember
You’ll come back,
To hear me sing.
And there you will lie,
Again at my feet.
For remember you are
Nothing but me—
Nothing but me.
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