CopperHill Fantasy
CopperHill Fantasy
I am soaring up to CopperHill
Where I can fly yet stand still
Gossamer wings dusted with gold
Butterfly wings can take hold
Snow is frosting never cold
Back to CopperHill
Where time stands still
The Goddesses fulfill
The angels will
Waterfalls passion pristine and pure
Erasing from my soul each treacherous lure
Beehives and honey, perpetually sunny
Even in the rain
Because it cleanses all feign
Vibrance in the soil, not back breaking toil
Fresh air clarifies the past was merely a foil
No kingdom no knights in this fairytale
All so real and velvet nights prevail
Luminous skies reflect stars in my eyes
Ali Buzzotta (c) 2005
I am soaring up to CopperHill
Where I can fly yet stand still
Gossamer wings dusted with gold
Butterfly wings can take hold
Snow is frosting never cold
Back to CopperHill
Where time stands still
The Goddesses fulfill
The angels will
Waterfalls passion pristine and pure
Erasing from my soul each treacherous lure
Beehives and honey, perpetually sunny
Even in the rain
Because it cleanses all feign
Vibrance in the soil, not back breaking toil
Fresh air clarifies the past was merely a foil
No kingdom no knights in this fairytale
All so real and velvet nights prevail
Luminous skies reflect stars in my eyes
Ali Buzzotta (c) 2005
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