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Somewhere over the rainbow In a world without end The old river flows down streets of gold It’s the light of men Come all you weary travelers and Rest your bones No trouble will beset my son Who comes back home Red was the blood that fell to the earth The orange flames gonna burn all the dross and the shame Of my selfish works Yellow harvest gathered in the sun The white winter will give way to the green growth of our love Flood waters rise swiftly, deep and blue O great wing of indigo healing gonna shelter you *Black sky when the promised one died Rejected and alone Now rise to the Lord of the skies Where he sits on the clouds enthroned Somwhere over the rainbow In a world without end The old river flows down streets of gold It’s the light of men Come all you weary travelers and Rest your bones No trouble will beset my son Who comes back home From Letras Mania