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The Time Has Come
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Someone who would be true, And now the empty years have passed, The sunlight shines anew. I feel him near. The child was born to be a king, a king, And the time has come. The birds and beasts he knew, Until he came to rest, at last, The tall gates he passed through. A thousand years to stay. We wake each morning with the sun To live our dreams away. |