STILL I CAN SEE
Blinking white through the crystal air
Waving down and around
Clicking feathers of ice to bear
Mixing tinkles of sound
CHORUS
Still I can see, where it will go
Nothing but time as far as I know
Patches of green on which I can lean
It's time to go
Pictures falling in focus of
Good times are to be seen
Blow the crystals from side to side
And ask them where they have been
CHORUS
Close your eyes never say a word
Rising high with the sound
Clouds are breaking and beams of sun
Will drive them homeward bound
CHORUS
Words and music by Georg Hultgreen. © 1968 by Nina Music, Inc. BMI. All
Rights Reserved.
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Will Tomorrow Be The Same? | In The Early
Days