Turn the Page
Water drips from the tree limb in winter
And I watched the grapes multiplying on the vine
My heart is crying out for spring but
Summer is when the oracle begins
When the fruits begins to ripe and
And the warmth began to flow
I will show you which way to go
Turn the page and read the lines
Turn the page and read my mind
There is something that you have to see
But it is shrouded in an age old mystery
Turn the page and read every word
And you will finally learn the truth
Of mankind voyage to the moon.
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