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Standing here
The old man said to me
"Long before these crowded streets
Here stood my dreaming tree"
Below it he would sit
For hours at a time
Now progress takes away
What forever took to find
Now he's falling hard
And feels the falling dark
How he longs to be
Beneath his dreaming tree
Conquered fear to climb
The moments froze in time
The old man said to me
"Long before these crowded streets
Here stood my dreaming tree"
Below it he would sit
For hours at a time
Now progress takes away
What forever took to find
Now he's falling hard
And feels the falling dark
How he longs to be
Beneath his dreaming tree
Conquered fear to climb
The moments froze in time