Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.Īnd as we wind on down the road The piper's calling you to join him,ĭear lady, can you hear the wind blow, There's still time to change the road you're on. It's just a spring clean for the May queen. Then the piper will lead us to reason.Īnd the forests will echo with laughter. Rings of smoke through the trees,Īnd the voices of those who stand looking. Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.Īnd my spirit is crying for leaving. 'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings. Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven. With a word she can get what she came for.
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