Once I went to sleep on the mountain high.
There I could breathe deep under endless sky.
Dreams there crystal pure, thoughts are very clear.
And I found my cure, it was always near...
Cure for restless soul, cure for broken heart...
I shall rise my bowl toasting new art.
I have found peace in forgotten day.
Looking down at seas, walking up my way...
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Once I went to sleep on the mountain high...
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