Letra de Departure - The Moody Blues

Be it sight, sound, smell, or touch,

There's something inside, that we need so much.

The sight of a touch, or the scent of a sound,

Or the strength of an oak, with roots deep in the ground.

The wonder of flowers, to be covered, and then to burst up,

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Through tarmac, to the sun again, or to fly to the sun

Without burning a wing; to lie in a meadow

And hear the grass sing; to have all these things

In our memory's hoard, and to use them,

To help us, to find......