The night was starry
with the trees swaying in the breeze.
Beautiful souls gathered there
with their Martins and tambourines.
I joined in the craziness
playing in the key of D.
Sweet sweet music
In the golden hills above the sea.

Chorus:
And such beautiful creatures walk
on this planet earth
respecting the wilderness
and the people for what they're worth.
Ask the question
"Why do I live?
To other honest souls
What can I give?"

Watched a magic child
dance in the campfire light.
Logs settle, sparks fly high
one child against the night.
What's her power?
Singing in the key of D.
Sweet sweet music
In the golden hills above the sea.

Chorus

In a sleeping bag
Milky Way an endless band
counting the meteorites
reached out and touched your hand.
Softly I heard your voice
humming in the key of D.
Sweet sweet music
In the golden hills above the sea.

Chorus

9/6/00

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