| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - If life is a river and your heart is a boatAnd just like a water baby, baby born to floatAnd if life is a wild wind that blows way on highAnd your heart is Amelia dying to flyHeaven knows no frontiers and I have seen heaven in your eyesAnd if life is a bar room in which we must wait'Round the man with his fingers on the ivory gatesWhere we sing until dawn of our fears and our fatesAnd we stack all t
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