Cafe at the
End of the Bike Path
Thursday, February 1, 2007
If we were to call for help
If we were to call for help
Over time
Over sea
Like a wave you'd come
Our guardian angel
Mothra O Mothra
Of forgotten kindness
And ruined spirits
We pray for the people's
Spirit as we sing
This song of love.
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