PEACE OF MIND

Where veiling mists caress the pines,

and ivy round the oak entwines.

Where lofty trees, near touch the sky,

and in the streams, the trout do fly.

This is the place, where one may find,

that precious thing, called peace of mind.

Where one may walk without a care,

while songs of birds enchant the air.

Where there's no fear, hate or sorrow;

where one looks forward to tomorrow.

This is the place, where one may find,

that precious thing, called peace of mind.

Where waterfalls flow crystal clear;

where there's no need to shed a tear;

where people sing the whole day through,

under a sky that's always blue.

This is the place, where one may find,

that precious thing, called peace of mind.

Where all the nights are filled with love,

and a silvery moon, in the sky above

shines through your window, sending light

to make your room, a heavenly sight.

This is the place, where one may find,

that precious thing, called peace of mind.

Where old man winter never goes;

where Satan's tempest never blows;

where rose-pink petals bless your way,

and beauteous flowers seem to say:

"this is the place, where one will find,

that precious thing, called peace of mind".

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