LYRIC

There were
Copper-colored ponies
There was air
That smelled like rain
And the moon was
Out in daytime
When I first
Learned your name
And though the
Clouds a-quickly moved in
Though the path
Looked overgrown
The time that
I spent talkin’ to you
Made me feel
Like I was home

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