66 or 64,
it doesn't really matter anymore
There's no more throwing sticks into the river
And me I've not just grown, I've grown too clever
Just let go
Back then I was French and yet Chinese
I knew songs of butterflies and bees
But the poets killed the vipers and the songs
Chained the princess and carried her along
Just let go
I remember all the songs
Well, that was right and this is wrong
I would really like to sing along
But I won't try as giants have no tongue
It was all a bluff I guess
All things have to end I guess
Just let go
In this one enchanted place
we're back where we began...
it doesn't really matter anymore
There's no more throwing sticks into the river
And me I've not just grown, I've grown too clever
Just let go
Back then I was French and yet Chinese
I knew songs of butterflies and bees
But the poets killed the vipers and the songs
Chained the princess and carried her along
Just let go
I remember all the songs
Well, that was right and this is wrong
I would really like to sing along
But I won't try as giants have no tongue
It was all a bluff I guess
All things have to end I guess
Just let go
In this one enchanted place
we're back where we began...
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