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Musical Interlude

Lyrics:

Why do you dream of pearly white gates, 
high in the air where no bird flies?
No tree grows beyond the sky.

(Our blue sky)

Why do you dream that worms and dogs,
hills and clouds are not like you:
burning light that never dies?

(Our blue spinning sky)

Why do you leave a trail of death?
Air turns brown, trees fall down.
Burn green fields and drive on by.

(Our blue sky)

Could you love God if he didn’t love you
more than rivers, snakes, or wind?
Could you share Heaven with black buzzing flies?

(Our blue spinning sky)

What if this dream you dream with pigs,
you dream with dirt, and this is home?
Is it so wrong to love this light?

(Our blue sky)