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​The shapes of animals, are floating in the clouds
The sunlight through the trees, is dancing on the ground
The rivers beat and hum, the colours of the sun
Oh, oh, the colours of the sun
Oh, oh, the colours of the sun
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It's here that I am held by all I see and feel
There's secrets to be found, like crickets in the field
And in my open palm, the colours of the sun
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Oh, oh, the colours of the sun
Oh, oh, the colours of the sun
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Unfolding butterfly, from days of waiting comes
The pattern of your wings, the colours of the sun
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Oh, oh, the colours of the sun
Oh, oh, the colours of the sun
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â“’ Jon Bilbrough 2020
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