And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul
There walks a lady we all know
who shines white light and wants to show
how everything still turns to gold
and if you listen very hard
the tune will come to you at last
when all is one and one is all
to be a rock and not to roll
Stairway to Heaven. Obviously.
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