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Susquehanna: Conversations Lyrics Track 6: Katy's Ramble's -- lyrics by Tom Reese "Sweet just like the breeze, brought by an early spring, whispering melodies, songs that the birds can sing. Then the shadows fall over a golden field, Katy is calling you, come take her hand. Katy you’re there, when the darkness takes hold of me. Katy you’re there, when the others refuse to see. You are a joy to the ones that have set you free. Open your arms to her, come take her hand. To her place we’ll go down by the tannery, in through the tavern door, open for all to see. I’m reminded of days with my family, walking to town on a warm summer’s day. Chorus. We’ll take all the rhymes buried in memories, spoken in fairy tales, hardly a mystery. You will find your place, Katy will call your name, and you’ll go sailing on, singing her song. Chorus. Katy it’s you that has shown me my destiny. Katy it’s you that has shown me how love should be. You are afloat on a sea of tranquility, open your arms to me, I’ll take your hand. Chorus." Track 12: La Valse de Jeunes Filles (Waltz of the Young Girls) -- lyrics by Tom Reese "Watching you at dawn, through my sleepy eyes, I will sing a song, in three quarter time, as you start the dance, touching me again, and giving me the message that you send. Join me through the day, moving like the wind, watching children play, soon they will begin, learning as they sway, following my song, now all the little children will belong. As I watch the dance, deep inside I feel the innocence that only little ones can bring. As I watch the dance, waltzing through an early morning moment with a joyful song to sing. "Now the day is born, songs are in the air, children we adore move without a care. Everybody needs healing purity and blessings for our spirits to be free. Seasons slowly change, and we reminisce, ‘bout the little girls dancing through the mist. Still the song remains, melodies appear, and memories protect me through the years. I recall the joy when I close my eyes, I watch the dancer spinning gently through my day. In a solemn place, others play my song of sweet surrender hoping that you choose to stay. "Now the evening breeze carries me away, I am all alone as my memory fades, still I see you dance, slowly ‘cross the floor, with all the graceful beauty I adore. As the evening falls, darkness fills the room, shadows slowly fade, hiding from the gloom. I am all alone, ‘till I sing my song, then all the little children sing along. They all know the words, and the haunting melody surrenders as the conversation ends. Now the day is done, and I slip away in silent slumber till the morning comes again. "Watching you at dawn, through my sleepy eyes ... "
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