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I wish I could ride on the shadows of clouds,
that drift across the hill

Over the meadow and out of sight,
they sweep so smooth and still

Over the daisy field they passed,
and not a daisy stirred

They moved like chariots, grand and slow
but never a sound was heard

I wish I could ride on the shadows of clouds,
could ride till the journey done

I'd find myself at the end of the world,
where the earth and the sky are one