There’s an old, old song
That we know before we’re young
It’s the quiet, low, slow beating heart of time

It started out, as a beat all by itself
Then it grew to include our world and all its life

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(and we) Hear them sing “We are one. We are one
On this Carousel ‘round the Sun, ‘round the Sun”

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There are comet strings
Saturn’s cymbal rings
And the Moon’s silver trumpet tune in the cello song of night

And raindrop bells
turn to bassy tidal swells
as the harp string winds drop them in
the ocean kettle-drum

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And then a crescendo, building and building ‘till all of creation joins in, all join in
Some don’t see they’re out of key too focused on differences when they just could have been listening…listening