歌词语境宇宙
Around it a white dove flies forever circling
Every one hundred years the doves wing gently touches the face of the earth
The time it would take for the feathered wing to wear this planet down to nothing is eternity
Around it a white dove flies forever circling
Every one hundred years the doves wing gently touches the face of the earth
The time it would take for the feathered wing to wear this planet down to nothing is eternity