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When We Meet

In justice and forgiven This is Paris- and we stood ahead By the wheels that govern By the stormy willow And Earth to the Sun A tilted view

But a bit of light Would soften our ark And a tiny pillow For you, little bee

Adjusted rain And those reticent tombs Off with Africa At forty degrees

The stall was wet And we made it in Fortune is first In that strange gene of isle

But to better forward And in one’s measure It was Ptolemy here Escaping the impossible Making rounds to within I donned another will In making pair- To thy crossing heart

A maze with you Our together ally Rely on the Lord This plebiscite last

And older people Subjugated less But storms of our capture The currency Earth

For rod to bedlam Made to deliver This deluge of rain Will capture us all

And we were in sync And together that day Now is new And we are still here Our promised day

Together first The Sun is through to me And I know you, my lad Together home And first to Tibet The other day and then I would find you a river To apprehend any favour As justice and forgiven.

For Ace of Base.