Climb the hill, honey
Summer solstice in the air
Breathe your fill, honey
What there is you know we'll share
Undocumented sanity
In freedom from the past
We wander as the mist surrounds
The isle of Avalon
Take my hand, soldier
Lay your weapons in the stream
Take her hand, soldier
We have lots for you to see
No color in our skins today
No hatred in our eyes
No ethical confusion here
On the isle of Avalon
Lead the politician
To the tower in the sun
Let the priest wander
Where the end had begun
No difference between us now
As we drink the morning air
Such fellowship with essence here
On the isle of Avalon
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