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 Chorus: Aye-yee, aye-yah—the kites see far (But also on the road the visions pass)— The universe reflected in a wayside pool, A tinkling symphony-where seeping waters drool. The dance, more gay than laughter, of the wind-swept grass— Oh onward! On to where the visions are! Aye-yee—aye-yah!