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I assume I’m done chasing stars
It’s time for blessed march
Since I’m on this trip of promises butterflies and barns
My life has become
Like a rumor of orchids in the sun
In a million ways
March defines the essence of the tides
Ohhh I take you to be mine
Nature’s on a roll
All has changed
The art of blessed march
I feel dizzy love
Like a rumor head up in the clouds
The skies press me down
I’m so tired I need to lie down
Till I realize it’s blessed march
Mother of the tides
Ohhh I take you to be mine
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