Tomorrow my journey to Lefke begins
Leaving a cooling orange England
Bound for a summer garden am I
Did I really say "Yes, I'm ready" all those months ago?
This flying time I'm in
The journey begins tomorrow, a real heart-to-heart
And this I have now, is not imagination
That will come and go
In the now, this is the presence
That doesn't
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