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A blanket of green split came of this stoneHe threw it away from his shoe and it grewThe horses turn into cowsAnd sheep lie on the edge of the roadThe seas float across this island wind that carries throughThe years of all the wandering souls walking on the black mountaintopsA flock of crows head towards the rocksEagles hover low above the seaThe vevers only grow at nightAnd mend to more for size in the darkThe seas float across this island wind that carries throughThe years of all the wandering souls walking on the black mountaintopsNow the place that you see may not beAll they seem or the one homeThe ancient forest still stands tallTheir roots that lie beneath reach the shoreThe seas float across this island wind that carries throughThe years of all the wandering souls walking on the black mountaintops Aus Songtexte Mania