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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=57163" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cross The Green Mountain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I cross the Green Mountain<br>I sit by the stream<br>Heaven blazing in my head I<br>I dreamt a monsterous dream<br>Something came up<br>Out of the sea<br>Swept through the land of<br>The rich and the free<br>I look into the eyes<br>of my merciful friend<br>And then I ask myself<br>Is this the end?<br>Memories linger<br>Sad yet sweet<br>And I think of the souls in heaven who will be<br>Alters are burning<br>The flames far and wide<br>the fool has crossed over<br>from the other side<br>They tip their caps<br>from the top of the hill<br>You can feel them come<br>All brave blood do spill<br>Along the dim<br>Atlantic line<br>The rapper's land<br>lasts for miles behind<br>the lights coming foreward<br>and the streets are broad<br>all must yield<br>To the avenging God<br>The world is old<br>The world is great<br>Lessons of life<br>Can't be learned in a day<br>I watch and I wait<br>And I listen while I stand<br>To the music that comes<br>from a far better land<br>Close the eyes<br>of our Captain<br>Peace may he know<br>His long night is done<br>The great leader is laid low<br>He was ready to fall<br>He was quick to defend<br>Killed outright he was<br>by his own men<br>It's the last day's last hour<br>of the last happy year<br>I feel that the unknown<br>The world is so dear<br>Pride will vanish<br>And glory will rot<br>But virtue lives<br>and cannot be forgot<br>The bells<br>of evening have rung<br>there's blasphemy<br>on the end of the tongue<br>Let them say that I walked<br>in fair nature's light<br>And that I was loyal<br>to truth and to right<br>Serve God and meet your full<br>Look upward beyond<br>Beyond the darkness that masks<br>the surprises of dawn<br>In the deep green grasses<br>and the blood stained woods<br>They never dreamed of surrendering<br>They fell where they stood<br>Stars fell over Alabama<br>And I saw each star<br>You're walking in dreams<br>Whoever you are<br>Chilled as the skies<br>Keen as the frost<br>And the ground's froze hard<br>And the morning is lost<br>A letter to mother<br>came today<br>Gunshot wound to the breast<br>is what it did say<br>But he'll be better soon<br>He's in a hospital bed<br>But he'll never be better<br>He's already dead<br>I'm ten miles outside the city<br>And I'm lifted away<br>In an ancient light<br>That is not of day<br>They were calm they were gloomed<br>We knew them all too well<br>We loved eachother more than<br>we ever dared to tell</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Bob Dylan - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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I sit by the stream
Heaven blazing in my head I
I dreamt a monsterous dream
Something came up
Out of the sea
Swept through the land of
The rich and the free
I look into the eyes
of my merciful friend
And then I ask mysel..."></div>
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