On a street corner where the kids boogie all night
or where the winds sing and the stars shine like holiday lights,
come a band of angels, salvation in their might and as for peace on earth...
Feel this love, my brothers and sisters, feel the season turn, she is the mother of time.
Wonders that take you, rivers that give, that's where mother's spiritual lives
Talk of a ruby, love, lover's share. Find your love, lose your love here and there.
So you go home, do your own thing, the ocean sings to me
that love is always alive and part of thee.
Feel this love, my brothers and sisters, feel the season turn, she is the mother of time.
Light and darkness come to her kiss cause that's where mother's spiritual lives.
Come to the lights my sisters and take what you need.
Doesn't matter, my brothers, your Sunday creed
cause each one's a lover to this winter night star, a pilgrim, a pioneer, that's who you are.
Feel this love, my brothers and sisters, feel the season turn, she is the mother of time.
It's not war, it's life she gives and that's where mother's spiritual lives.
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