There was a time
when the seas were yet to be crossed
and mountainsides
yet to be touched by man
and words still written
by a human hand
The simplicity of eternity
filled our souls
Visions of a world
enchanting my emotional tensions
Guidance to embrace
providing my terminal conscience
Utopia - a home
An imaginary state
caught on a Super-8
But colors once so bright
darkens over the years
We`re the sons and the daughters
of pioneers
The simplicity of eternity
made our souls
Visions of a world
enchanting my emotional tensions
Guidance to embrace
providing my terminal conscience
Utopia - a home
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