As the icy breeze is shattered
By speaking to us warmly
(small ones stand up)
To the nation of duress
And God yes, it's a mess

We know this and that
The romantic soul for us
In the lost hierarchy of land
And landowners
And down will go back up
I must try to believe this

And if I may consider
To look out from an opening
Of freshly painted lines
And letter perfect designs

For we know this and that...

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Universal Truths and Cycles song meanings
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