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Can you remember, that special part of the day?
Way early in the morning, when the suns still sleeping away
There comes a moment, when everything stands still
Time ceases to exist and we get a glimpse
Of the eternal moment, eternal moment
Boundless radiance, in the golden abode that is the source of all bliss
Shadows of the horizon, shadows of the horizon, shadows of the horizon.

The sun begins to rise, up and over the sea
He's setting for my brothers and my sisters, on the other side of the world from me
But he's always shining, the self-luminating light of all
May we be burnt clean in the blaze of his righteous forming, never changing gaze
And with a stain free mind by the grace of the divine, our illusions will all go away
Cause there's no shadows on the horizon, no actors playing on the stage
Its just a play that we do every day, just a play that we do everyday, its just a play that we do everyday

How can I keep from forgetting, that you're always there?
Cause the moment of the day is back to moving and my mind is roaming everywhere
I've been thrown back into the storm, daily life in a cultural norm
Give me the wisdom to hear these words, as the rhythm of my hearth

Can you remember, that special part of the day?
Way early in the morning, when the suns still sleeping away
There comes a moment, when everything stands still
Time ceases to exist and we get a glimpse
Of the eternal moment, eternal moment