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4-mile Mantra
©2010 Words & music by Jacey Beaucage

The cool wind, growing darkness,
Rushing past the tumbling waves,
Comes crashing down on castles, breaking walls which we had made

Just then I saw your soul, itself alone so beautiful
The sunset dripping gold, upon the sand

And why, I fear to ask you,
Did you wait?
For so long until,
And you cried, cried,
Into the breeze

This is my hearts content,
There is so much good around